Luck. He had heard that word once before, back in the meadow among two others. She had said they were lucky, the three, lucky to have found each other. Fart did not believe it then, could not even wrap his head around the possibility but now, now he could fathom it, could entertain the idea. The touch was foreign to him, he rarely was so intimately close to anything and when he was well, he wasn’t proud of how or why. Yet she had done so freely, without coaxing, without request. It was the softest of touches, kind, just like Grumble had given to him once upon a time. It was nice this, even as brief as it was, it reminded him of a pleasant time, even if the good was short lived- just as the caress was. Nevermind that though, he was not a greedy being and he held that tingle in his mind for as long as he could after.
The she went even further with her bag of surprises, she said yes. Yes. To him, to a safe place, to a somewhere in which they could find company in each other and sanctuary from those that meant them ill. She said yes to sharing the world with him, even if that meant a small slice of the big picture. He smiled then, warmer and broader than he had in some time, even if the display was sort of goofy on his split face. This had to be one of those kind girls he had heard about, one of the nice ones. Never had he expected to actually meant another one, let alone be taken up on an offer of making a herd. That’s what it was, what it boiled down to in all technicality- a herd. Course he had to do the finding and the inviting and just until recently the thought had never even occurred to him. Who would want to herd with Fart anyways?
That’s all over now, that worry, at least for today. That first step had been taken and now it was simply up to him to find them a good spot. There is one he knows of, a good place, a nice place, a quiet one. It was near the Kingdom of the Falls, a lush foresty place with tall pine trees and a few others intermingled throughout. Fart thought the pine would help the smell, his smell, and of course it was quiet and cool. Plenty of shade and cover from the elements, fresh water to drink, it was as good as any place. Somehow or another he had brought her there, to show her, to see what she thought of it. He took his time in the leading, several times afraid that she might change her mind and he would be hoofing it to the forest on his own. It’s only when he reached the borders of the unclaimed territory that he really felt relief, offering it to her with a sense of pride. “This is uhh, the forest I was talking about. Do you like it? What do you think Seraphina?”
His muddy brown eyes had taken on a bit of shine since their departure from the meadow, likely from his new feeling of accomplishment. He really hoped he had picked a good spot, hoped that she would like it and would stay. Course he wouldn’t make her stay, not if she didn’t want to, he didn’t want her to feel trapped with him by any means. “It’s a nice place for those who need a home, things people don’t want around, things like me. That’s what I’d like to do I think, offer a home to mares who have nowhere to go, who need some kindness just like I do.” It was a rather deep share that, and he felt almost a bit silly for saying it out loud, but it was the truth.
The she went even further with her bag of surprises, she said yes. Yes. To him, to a safe place, to a somewhere in which they could find company in each other and sanctuary from those that meant them ill. She said yes to sharing the world with him, even if that meant a small slice of the big picture. He smiled then, warmer and broader than he had in some time, even if the display was sort of goofy on his split face. This had to be one of those kind girls he had heard about, one of the nice ones. Never had he expected to actually meant another one, let alone be taken up on an offer of making a herd. That’s what it was, what it boiled down to in all technicality- a herd. Course he had to do the finding and the inviting and just until recently the thought had never even occurred to him. Who would want to herd with Fart anyways?
That’s all over now, that worry, at least for today. That first step had been taken and now it was simply up to him to find them a good spot. There is one he knows of, a good place, a nice place, a quiet one. It was near the Kingdom of the Falls, a lush foresty place with tall pine trees and a few others intermingled throughout. Fart thought the pine would help the smell, his smell, and of course it was quiet and cool. Plenty of shade and cover from the elements, fresh water to drink, it was as good as any place. Somehow or another he had brought her there, to show her, to see what she thought of it. He took his time in the leading, several times afraid that she might change her mind and he would be hoofing it to the forest on his own. It’s only when he reached the borders of the unclaimed territory that he really felt relief, offering it to her with a sense of pride. “This is uhh, the forest I was talking about. Do you like it? What do you think Seraphina?”
His muddy brown eyes had taken on a bit of shine since their departure from the meadow, likely from his new feeling of accomplishment. He really hoped he had picked a good spot, hoped that she would like it and would stay. Course he wouldn’t make her stay, not if she didn’t want to, he didn’t want her to feel trapped with him by any means. “It’s a nice place for those who need a home, things people don’t want around, things like me. That’s what I’d like to do I think, offer a home to mares who have nowhere to go, who need some kindness just like I do.” It was a rather deep share that, and he felt almost a bit silly for saying it out loud, but it was the truth.
dont you know that youre toxic?
@[Seraphina]
