by Salvon » Thu Apr 17, 2014 1:33 pm
Maverick glanced around back to the odd striped horse. He wanted to ask about her, but wasn't sure what to say. He stood there for a few moments, motionless. The bright sun cast down on his black coat, making his skin hot. His mind wanted to keep his dark brown eyes off of the mare in front of him, but they seemed magnetized and fluttered slightly. Maverick shook his head so clear his thoughts, and finally ended his silence by asking "Sorry, this is a bit odd, but what exactly is the mare with the stripes?" When he heard his own words they sounded too direct, and accusing. His shyness reappeared, and he didn't want Sky to think of him as a self conscious hothead.
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