11-18-2017, 02:20 PM
 i'll use you as a makeshift gauge of how much to give and how much to take The distance she purposefully keeps between them is unmistakable, but Ivar does not press the issue, not even with the chill in the air. When prey comes to him as easily as it does, there is no reason for him to press the issue with those that are more hesitant. She is prey, he knows, but he is not hungry enough to bother with the effort. The scaled creature watches as the spotted mare moves around him, following her progress with his brown gaze. She stops moving when she is ahead of him, and Ivar meets her over-the-shoulder with a curiously tilted head. She has not wavered in the face of his supernatural appearance, at least not in the ways that he is most familiar with. Is this a different way of showing interest? The stallion is unsure, and her words do not make her meaning any more clear. Still, she does say that she will search for a home in Loess – even if it is not as a herdmare – and Ivar accepts that without comment. “Do you like flowers?” He asks, the question sudden and seemingly out of nowhere. It’s only when he elaborates that the reasoning behind the odd query becomes clear. “Loess has wonderful flowers in the spring, if you do stay that long.” The black and white stallion is moving forward as he speaks, his hooves taking the familiar path south to the hills of Loess. Spring is only a few short weeks away; he will consider himself fortunate if she stays that long. minimal grullo tobiano king of loess |
would you like to start a new thread in Loess with the new season maybe?
