What would she say? How would she say it? With the sound of the faint wind in the distance, she seems to be thinking of how to tell this to him exactly.
"Will you..."
She bites her lip a little and hides her face in his neck.
"How will you exactly have me? Or... let us get a foal?"
Perhaps it just clicked now, but... the knowledge she has of things. It can either be little or big. Hard to say what she knows and doesn’t know. Where does and think foals come from? Or, how do they appear?
@Thorsen I don’t know if there needs to a change in the prefix or like a new thread needed.
"Will you..."
She bites her lip a little and hides her face in his neck.
"How will you exactly have me? Or... let us get a foal?"
Perhaps it just clicked now, but... the knowledge she has of things. It can either be little or big. Hard to say what she knows and doesn’t know. Where does and think foals come from? Or, how do they appear?
@Thorsen I don’t know if there needs to a change in the prefix or like a new thread needed.