The Guidance- OLD

[Sabatea]

Myra limped over beside him, sighing. "Can we agree not to lie to eachother?" she murmured, her gaze flicking to him.

[BlossomTail]

Drake's smile slowly vanished, and he sighed, nodding. "Alright.." he mumbled. "I don't enjoy it here, but it's safe."

[Sabatea]

Myra nodded to him, lowering her gaze to the ground. She sighed softly, eyeing the yard silently.

[BlossomTail]

Drake let out a sigh, and kicked lightly at a hunting gun that was in front of him, laying in the yard.

[Sabatea]

Myra's gaze flicked to the gun and she eyed it for a moment before she dropped her gaze.

[BlossomTail]

Drake sighed, and sat down in the grass, putting his legs out in front of him, and propped himself back by using his hands.

[Sabatea]

Myra sat cross-legged beside him, eyeing the blades of grass.

[BlossomTail]

Drake started absently at the ground, blinking occasionally.

[Sabatea]

Ralen suddenly appeared on the other side of Drake, sitting down. "I swear you two are the worst conversation makers in the world..." he muttered, eyeing them.

(( Haha *POOF* xD ))

[BlossomTail]

Drake glanced over, surprised to see him. He rolled his eyes some. "What're we supposed to talk about, ponies?" he asked.

((XD))