
Posted by Sterling on February 26, 2009, 3:44 am, in reply to "Oi STERLING! Stop being such a crybaby" there was a loophole in my
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“I’m not in any dire need of friends Hybrid, I’m just putting it out there, arrogance, even if a joke, isn’t appealing,”
His shoulder shrug slightly, a pause in the middle of his walk. The silver buckskin does not see his eye roll, does not care for his eyes.
“And your mother telling you you’re slow must be one of the most intelligent things ever said,”
It’s a musing tone to his voice, a thought spoken aloud, hazel eyes glimmering across the stark sky. The dunes burning an orange red under his hooves that leave puddles to sizzle in his wake. The oasis is not far off, and Sterling si fine with silence, as droplets course down his barrel, still cautious as they damped his girth and cling through dark and beige strands of his mane.
At the oasis, Sterling walks through it. He enters one end, his muzzle dragging across the water. And his element sighs inside of him, settles the tension it had set in his stomach. Drinking with each step, he exits the other side, and Sterling curls around a tree, bone coloured body slinked under the shade, as his eyes half close.
d r e a m i n g.
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