don't look too hard, might hurt yourself
known to give the color red the blues
He grunts when she tumbles right into his broad barrel, head snapping down as he is abruptly distracted from his idle attempts to reach the leaf. His gaze jumps to the creature that had blundered right into him, confusion and surprise giving way swiftly to amusement as he registers the pale golden features of a young mare.
Her own surprise and irritable dismay is worn openly on her lovely features as she quickly retreats a few steps. Cassian, largely unfazed by the unorthodox interruption, offers her a wide, brilliant grin in response.
“Your guess is as good as mine,” he quips easily back. He’d never been one to take things very seriously, and truth be told, he didn’t really have a good answer anyway. “I didn’t realize I blended so well with the scenery though.”
He can’t help the way his dark eyes gleam with humor as he studies her, teasing grin tugging at his lips. “Maybe it’s a little late to say this after how close we’ve already gotten,” he pauses briefly to smother a laugh before continuing, “but I’m Cassian.”
Cassian
@[Beryl]