Posted by ap. renata on November 11, 2008, 9:31 pm
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Renata has had a longstanding fear of the dark for reasons she cannot explain, except for one vague shadow of a doubt that lurks in the farthest corner of her mind, but darkness shadows any memory of whatever event caused such an unnatural fear. They're wild horses. As such, it's normal (even necessary) for them to be able to function normally in the dark. For the most part, she does quite well, but when Herne stole her, well. She panicked just a little. But for now, her fascination is caught by this little mare, even as she keeps a watchful eye on the location of the sun. She watched as the curious little mare jogged toward her, just as she watched with vague disappointment as Mockingbird veers off toward a bird without further ado. "Well!" she huffs, somewhat offended, but she doesn't remain so for long; she bursts into startled laughter when the bird darted away and vanished. She blinks curiously, bemused, when Mockingbird danced closer and babbled something; she spends several long seconds trying to figure out if she had a snowball's chance in hell to understand, decided she didn't, and shook her head. "What?" she asks the cremello; Renata, Scholar, Ambassador, possessor of so much wit that she couldn't form a logical question to figure out what the hell the other mare wanted. She reaches out the remaining few inches to connect their noses, but jumped when the mare shrieked, flinging her head from side to side in an attempt to find the danger. Finding none, she swiveled her head to find Mockingbird staring at her Relic, and she blinks. Slowly. Several times. "Um." she says, studying Mockingbird warily, as if she wasn't quite sure whether to run the opposite direction or not. And then she decides the hell with it - the mare hadn't hurt her yet, didn't appear to be going to, and laughs. "Ahhken zarn," she says, attempting to play along. She hoped very much that she hadn't just insulted someone's mother. Or something. Gibberish. It wins. ap. r e n a t a i thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes it never occured to me that i am already asleep. the seed's guardian | earth III air I 4 Message Thread: open your eyes now, my love: mockingbird. - ap. renata November 11, 2008, 9:31 pm « Back to thread Post a Response Hosted for FREE by Boardhost. Create your own free message board!