Date Posted:09:08:55 07/12/04 Mon Author: Het Vuur Subject: † U Kan Mij niet Bedotten † In reply to:
Firelight
's message, ".]Hells Bells[." on 19:53:31 07/11/04 Sun
† I'm sure you can, teased a voice in the back of his head. That's why you've come to me. I know you aren't here just for the conversation. He didn't voice those retorts though, just kept uncharacteristically quiet, shuffling a hoof in the pine needles on the ground. But seeing the pine needles reminded him of the ones in his mane, and remembering that made him itch. So he shook himself to get rid of the feeling. Yawning, he made note of Firelight's labored breathing, and felt a little surge of empathy for her. He nearly caressed her, but thought better of it, suddenly feeling a little strange. Why was he acting like this? It was so.. not him. Self-conscious, he began to shuffle his hooves in the pine needles again and hoped Firelight wouldn't pick up on his uneasiness.
Looking back up to the banshee, he observed the passionate flicker to her eyes. That's suddenly what set him right again. He straightened up, proudly displaying his 18 hands of muscle and inky-black pelt, then bobbed his head with enthusiasm. He decided to continue the conversation about the raid, hopefully to let out some steam about how he had missed it. "Did we lose anyone?" Then not waiting for an answer, he jumped directly to what had been bothering him. "Look, eh.. er.. umm.. Well, you see.." After all, admitting he had acted stupidly was not an easy thing to do. "I missed the damn raid, I'm sorry." †
† ..you can't fool me.. †
(Sorry for the crappy post. My mind is the equivilant of a squashed pumpkin right now.)
