04-23-2015, 02:38 PM
all things are possible
even the worst of things
even the worst of things
In wide eyed fascination, the pewter stallion stares at the blundering fellow. For a moment, he is sure that the white and red stallion had not seen him as he exclaims blearily and continues on with his song and stumbling meander. That is until he swings around and blinks at him in surprise. Shahrizai cannot contain the laugh that spills from his lips at the stallion’s befuddled expression. When he asks him to stand still, he laughs harder.
I promise, I haven’t moved.
Having gotten his laughter under control, he cocks his dark head slightly, curious gaze fixed upon the drunken stallion. He finds the man’s accent and odd phrases passingly strange, and struggles to place him, only to find that he cannot. His curiosity peaked, he steps forward and sniffs experimentally at the pale bloke (nevermind how odd he himself must look, smelling a stranger). At the stallion’s next question however, he jerks his head back, blinking in surprise. Glancing around with a quizzical expression on his features, he is even more confused to find nothing around which he has not already tasted at least once before (now that is a whole different story).
Taste of what?
And because he is far too curious for his own good, he does not even wait for the stallion’s response before giving his assent. After all, what is life if you don’t live a little? Anyways, anything that can make the stocky stallion before him feel that good must be worth trying at least once, right?
Sure, why not.
I promise, I haven’t moved.
Having gotten his laughter under control, he cocks his dark head slightly, curious gaze fixed upon the drunken stallion. He finds the man’s accent and odd phrases passingly strange, and struggles to place him, only to find that he cannot. His curiosity peaked, he steps forward and sniffs experimentally at the pale bloke (nevermind how odd he himself must look, smelling a stranger). At the stallion’s next question however, he jerks his head back, blinking in surprise. Glancing around with a quizzical expression on his features, he is even more confused to find nothing around which he has not already tasted at least once before (now that is a whole different story).
Taste of what?
And because he is far too curious for his own good, he does not even wait for the stallion’s response before giving his assent. After all, what is life if you don’t live a little? Anyways, anything that can make the stocky stallion before him feel that good must be worth trying at least once, right?
Sure, why not.
shahrizai