05-11-2015, 10:43 PM
Plan? I don't need a plan!
It seems entirely logical to Valkerine that she should attract a crowd. She feels like she is a spectacle, but in the best of ways. Like a masterpiece, a work of art. The big one comes first - SO big! - and Val can't help but look up at her in awe. If she weren't already so invested in getting over to her father, no doubt she'd stop off for a visit. But her mother seems to think he's important, and so she does too.She looks around at the one horse as he touches her, his muzzle delicate on her skin. She is not afraid, not of him (not of anything), but instead curious. She makes a mental note to come back to him, because he's interesting.
But when Covet speaks to her, she can't help it - she giggles again. "Father!" she says with excitement, starting to grasp the idea of language.
And with the exuberance of a child she throws herself at him, pressing her tiny chest in the direction of his chest, but really ending up just about even with the tops of his legs, wrapping her face toward him in an adorable horse hug.
But she is a showman, and she is not about to ignore the rest of her adoring public. The closest horse to her happens to be Shahrizai, although she doesn't know his name. And so, with all the unceremonious circumstance of the tiny filly she is, she breaks away from her embrace of Covet with adorable bombast, and wanders over on spindly legs to bump Shahrizai on the butt with her nose. She continues walking forward, almost falling into him just a little bit, giggling as she does so. When she's finally in front of him, she swings around to face him directly.
"Hi!" she says, too exuberant, her eyes a sweet shade of chocolate that her mother had never quite managed. "I'm Valkerine." she says, her voice sweet and sassy all at once. "Name?!" she says, an impish grin on her face, using the same tone that she'd had with Covet.
VALKERINE!
tomboy daughter of librette & covet