Ace of Spades
At her answer, a smile actually made itself up Spade's usually blank visage, and he answered. "No." She and her fiery mood didnt seem to want to belong to anyone. Yet, there was a certain uncertainty in her eyes. Spade raised a hoof, as if considering whether to step forward, before he decided against it, planting his hoof on the ground. He knew that he should at least be concerned about the scars, but he wasnt. The scars seemed to lure him in further, get further taken in by this mare as the created more depth to her. He realised she was waiting for an answer, so he dipped his head. "well, would you consider joining mine?"
(Sorry its not too good, after I typed it out my page refreshed and I had to type it all out again so I was a little pissed.)











