Posted by Sterling* on December 9, 2008, 7:50 pm, in reply to "sterling;"
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His eyes were shut as he drank. Yet Sterling opens them when he hears a noise, and lifts his muzzle. Droplets fall from his lips, catching in the morning light and glimmering as they hit back to the water. These ripples crease his reflection as she looks in the general direction of the mare, with a kind and curious look. Returning his head to continue drinking, Sterling decides to, for now, think nothing of it. However it is only a few more sips that Sterling takes before she reappears, and this time he keeps his muzzle at the water, lips gratefully bringing in the hydration. However he suddenly feels as if he should avert his eyes and does so. Something of the mare made him feel bashful, and his forestalled gaze soon goes back to her. He could now not help but watch with awe as the breeze rustles the sands through her mane and curls, and comes to her like a loyal friend. Acacia is not the only one who starts stealing glances. Sterling feels like a colt again with the way he quickly moves his eyes back to the water, where his lips just rest upon – breathing causing ripples across the shallows. Flickering his hazel eyes, he does it more than once as she is unsure whether she is looking at him or not in the same hesitant, not really look at him manner. But Sterling, you are a stallion, and no longer a whimsical shy colt, and it’s this, that makes him take a step down the stream towards her, slowly raising his head from the water, with only the sound of droplets, and hooves snuffling on the ground. Finally the light dappled Sterling has gained his grown confidence back, and his ears both flicked at her, and eyes gently surveying her, he greets her, “ ‘Lo,” However Sterling had never been the most perfect socialite, and he looks to the sky now, because he wants more to say hello. Really he would love just to tell her how beautiful she looks right now, but that’s a bit forward, and he is actually more composed than that. Easily, he gets self-conscious in the pause, before continuing with a slightly bashful look on his face, yet a sincere smile, “ ‘Lo, I’m Sterling. Who are you?”                                                                       there was a loophole in my d r e a m i n g. duuude Sterling is is *falls over* Acacia is sexy :P in a not trying to be sexy way. 1 Message Thread: to the core of shattered things; - acacia December 9, 2008, 4:35 pm marshall; - acacia December 9, 2008, 4:36 pm here I am - SE MARSHALL December 10, 2008, 12:49 pm roosevelt; - acacia December 9, 2008, 4:38 pm loti; - acacia December 9, 2008, 4:40 pm Present! - Loti December 10, 2008, 12:39 pm anyone; - acacia December 9, 2008, 4:41 pm sterling; - acacia December 9, 2008, 4:55 pm Through those days so long and black. - Sterling* December 9, 2008, 7:50 pm « Back to thread Post a Response Hosted for FREE by Boardhost. Create your own free message board!