i'm down to absolute zero. || smoak

[Smoak]

Keep a little fire burning;
however small, however hidden.

"He must be out in the Field, then," the young colt states matter-of-factly, bouncing back quickly from his embarrassment and turning his attention instead to the black stallion's smoldering skin. He had seen Mom's polar bear friend (though not as a polar bear - he's pretty sure Mom wouldn't be happy if he did, but it had been mentioned), but he hadn't come across anyone yet that looked like they were on fire. Cool. He nods his tiny head in affirmation of his name, tiny ears pressed forward with interest as he stares up at the large, dark Offspring.

"It's like you were born in the volcano," Smoak muses in amazement as he extends his thin neck towards the stallion to further inspect his frame before turning his hazel eyes but to him. "Offspring. My Mom told me about you," he offers up easily, with little regard for what should and shouldn't be shared, "She said that I have to always respect you and that you're a very important person to listen to."

Smoak cocks his head to the side, suddenly quite inquisitive. The armored colt lowers his voice slightly and allows his hazel eyes to scan their immediate surroundings before asking Offspring, in a hushed voice, "What do you do to people who don't respect you?"

Smoak

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@[Offspring]