02-13-2022, 01:21 PM
Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind
The strangers reaction is picked up swiftly enough that the lilac stallion pauses in his greeting and is quick to pull back… But not before his muzzle barely grazes the other for a split second. A thin trickle of blood drips from his left nostril as his smile fades slightly, a sudden wave of nausea overcoming him. Odd, he had been fine a second ago. Perhaps he had dropped a little too carelessly out of the tree this time. He gives a little shake of his head as if that might settle his unexpected overactive stomach, not realizing he was also actively bleeding, and sends a few crimson droplets to fly around him.
The stranger seems uncomfortable and so Link tries to find his smile again, not wanting the other to be uneasy or think him weird or strange. “I must have eaten something off.” He says with a small laugh that doesn’t last long as it sends a new ripe wave of queasiness to stir in his insides. The gold-flecks of his warm brown eyes dims slightly as he meets the wide golden gaze of the other who, much to his relief, beings to speak and gives him a chance to try and steady himself. Of course that doesn’t last long, not when Nemeon mentions he turns to stone. “Do you really turn to stone?” He asks curiously, momentarily forgetting the choppy sea in his belly. “Are you like…. Cursed or something?” Had the grey and gold stallion done something offensive to receive such a sentence? Despite the common sense that tells him that maybe Nemeon is someone to be wary of, he just finds himself more intrigued.
Dried blood stains his nostril as the bleed begins to clot and for a moment he feels normal again. Enough so to bring a little light back into his gaze as he takes in how the other is pressed back against the trees. As if he was something scary. Amusement dances across his features as he gives a little laugh. “You don’t have to stand all the way over there, I swear I don’t bite.” He says kindly, hoping he hadn’t somehow ruined the opportunity to make an interesting new friend. He figures all hope is lost when only seconds later he proceeds to vomit up the dinner he had foraged earlier, unable to fight the rolling sickness in his abdomen any longer.
The stranger seems uncomfortable and so Link tries to find his smile again, not wanting the other to be uneasy or think him weird or strange. “I must have eaten something off.” He says with a small laugh that doesn’t last long as it sends a new ripe wave of queasiness to stir in his insides. The gold-flecks of his warm brown eyes dims slightly as he meets the wide golden gaze of the other who, much to his relief, beings to speak and gives him a chance to try and steady himself. Of course that doesn’t last long, not when Nemeon mentions he turns to stone. “Do you really turn to stone?” He asks curiously, momentarily forgetting the choppy sea in his belly. “Are you like…. Cursed or something?” Had the grey and gold stallion done something offensive to receive such a sentence? Despite the common sense that tells him that maybe Nemeon is someone to be wary of, he just finds himself more intrigued.
Dried blood stains his nostril as the bleed begins to clot and for a moment he feels normal again. Enough so to bring a little light back into his gaze as he takes in how the other is pressed back against the trees. As if he was something scary. Amusement dances across his features as he gives a little laugh. “You don’t have to stand all the way over there, I swear I don’t bite.” He says kindly, hoping he hadn’t somehow ruined the opportunity to make an interesting new friend. He figures all hope is lost when only seconds later he proceeds to vomit up the dinner he had foraged earlier, unable to fight the rolling sickness in his abdomen any longer.
Link
@Nemeon