fiasko
She’s never been terribly good at reading others.It’s a symptom of having lived the first year of her life on her own, scrounging out a life on the outskirts of Beqanna. She had few encounters with other horses back then, and it seems that her social ability has not yet recovered from that deficit.
But, even with her poor social skills, she can tell that Voudou (whose name she catches from Jason) wants her gone.
She stands awkwardly on the bank, torn over what she should do. The mare doesn’t want her here, but she can’t in good conscience leave her when she’s in such a predicament. Being stuck in such a place could put the mare in serious danger if they are unable to find a way to get her out. “That remains to be seen, but you do need help.” The black mare isn’t going to like that she’s sure. “After we’ve gotten you out, I’ll leave if you wish.”
Jason soon arrives beside her, adding a little jibe that Fiasko is sure won’t help to soothe the mare’s anger. Ugh. This might not end well. And unfortunately … she’s right.
The mare bursts into a tirade, ranting about not needing a home and posing for men. Fiasko’s more than a little dumbfounded. There’s clearly something else going on here beyond getting stuck in the mud. Had something happened between Voudou and Jason? She shoots the grey stallion a quick, curious glance before turning her attention back to the black mare. “I’m sure you’re good for far more than that. And I think most horses would find pulling themselves out of that muck a challenge. I certainly would.” She can see the tears brimming in the corner’s of Voudou’s eyes, but she doesn’t comment on them - she doesn’t want to trigger another outburst, especially when she’s not even sure how to handle the first one. All of that said though, they still have a problem to solve. “Jason, do you have any ideas on how we can get her out?”
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