by Rɛ∂∂ » Tue Jan 07, 2014 3:06 pm
Thrane nodded at Citrus' words. He understood that she felt the need to leave them be, that she felt unwelcome. However, he had no preference as to wether she stayed or left. It seemed to him that Pond was the one unsure of Citrus. His conclusion was only confirmed as Pond spoke, seeming to stumble upon her words. The stallion turned his head to watch as Pond fumbled for the words before looking to them to finish her broken trail of thought. Thrane said nothing, his dark chocolate eyes simply scanning Pond, reading her body language. Silently, the brute wondered if she was always this uncomfortable with other mares, if her insecurity resided in her lack of dominance. To him, she seemed like a very submissive horse, probably a gentle mare. But then again, he did not know the dove yet and making assumptions such as this might not be fair as she had yet to prove what her true character was. Turning back to Citrus, Thrane breathed in deeply, in an attempt to clear the thoughts from his mind, and realized that Toby's scent still clung to the air. A hark twitched back at the realization and his eyes roamed about them, but the other stallion was not in sight.
"No matter how many deaths that I die I will never forget
No matter how many lives that I live, I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart
And a riot about to explode into flames
Where is your God?
Where is your God?
Where is your God?"