She knows there's an awful lot that comes with the care and keeping of a horse, that simply petting one and telling him how beautiful he is isn't even remotely what it's really like to be responsible for one, but she has to admit that she likes it so far.
Not that Scorpion's hers, of course. But he's a lovely boy, and a very good listener, and there's something soothing about his soft, whiskery nose nudging at her hands any time she slows down too much for his liking.
She hears Eskel long before he clears his throat, but still she doesn't turn to see him.
Absently, she wishes she hadn't left the shield in the room with all his bags. It would have been nice to feel her spine protected.
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Date: 2021-08-24 04:07 am (UTC)Not that Scorpion's hers, of course. But he's a lovely boy, and a very good listener, and there's something soothing about his soft, whiskery nose nudging at her hands any time she slows down too much for his liking.
She hears Eskel long before he clears his throat, but still she doesn't turn to see him.
Absently, she wishes she hadn't left the shield in the room with all his bags. It would have been nice to feel her spine protected.
"Yes?"