Yorrik smiled lopsiddedly. "Well, I gues that was a bit of a stupid question." he embarrasedly answered. The chocolate orbs in the lump of coal watched the near copy of himself. Flakes of frozen water had fallen from the heavens, appearing as a blanket stretching from one horrizion to the other. He realized his folly as the mare hadn't even cast him a single glance. He wouldn't give up, but wouldn't persue, right now. Yorrik would wait, prey comes around more than once, right? So prey of a man's heart surely would too.
ooc: yorrik just left the thread, but the internet hated me and posted before I was done typing. :|
ooc: yorrik just left the thread, but the internet hated me and posted before I was done typing. :|