10-28-2018, 07:06 PM
Knaught jumps up, his chest rising and falling quickly with the feeling of anxiety quickly rising. He looks around while being extremely on edge. All he wants to do is run but he can’t. It’s like he’s stuck in one place. It’s like his brain isn’t connecting with his muscles and legs to move. All he hears is his little heart pounding in his chest. He doesn’t realize that the sparrow landed on his shoulder until he finally comes back into reality and by that time, the bird has become a horse.
Knaught shakes his head, almost confused as if he is losing his mind. “Where’d you come from?!” He asks, still extremely on edge. “I’m okay, I’ve just been getting really bad thoughts and dreams,” He says, not wanting to burden the filly.
“W-who are you?” He asks, his tail still stiff from anxiety. He doesn’t want to let his guard down anymore than he already had. He’s embarrassed he panicked in front of someone, especially a filly. “I’m Knaught,”
Knaught shakes his head, almost confused as if he is losing his mind. “Where’d you come from?!” He asks, still extremely on edge. “I’m okay, I’ve just been getting really bad thoughts and dreams,” He says, not wanting to burden the filly.
“W-who are you?” He asks, his tail still stiff from anxiety. He doesn’t want to let his guard down anymore than he already had. He’s embarrassed he panicked in front of someone, especially a filly. “I’m Knaught,”