Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 11:30 pm
Sparkle found Hinote to be rather intruiging. He really wanted to go over to the stallion, learn what he knew if nothing else. It would help with his energy, and to channel some of that left over ache. And he still remembered how he'd reacted when Amber had startled him; the explosive jump to catch whoever it was off guard, and then the challenge of a fight by crashing on his front legs, prepared to face whatever had found him if he couldn't out run it. Learning might be good for him.
"What you want for him and what he needs might be the same thing, but he might not need to get it the way you'd like him to. You've got to keep that in mind. Also, some react worse to a little ecouragement than if you just leave them alone. Maybe you should try and be a little sly."
He eyed Mist agian wondering what came next with them, and then snorted at her wounds. "I, luckily, don't have to worry about what a dad would think. And as far as I could see, pretty,--pretty good went both ways."
He tossed his main agian, making it so you couldn't see his face or the blush that had risen. Pretty angel from the Mists, he thought disgustidly. That does it. There's no more speaking directly to her. This wouldn't be easy though; the bruises that shown on her hide made him wince and he wanted nothing more than to take her pain as his own.
Snorting again, he turned and trotted over to Hinote to ensure he kept this new promise to himself; he'd make sure she felt included, but he wouldn't speak that way again.
It was with effort that he forced his mind to the stallion in front of him, saying in all seriousness, "I want you to teach me to fight. I have energy enough to make the moves, you can see that for yourself. I just need you to teach them to me. And you seem to like the experience anyway. It's a win-win deal. Even if you are no good the way you say, you get to fight and I still learn something new. If nothing else it'd be what not to do. Now say no to that for any reason other than you don't feel like it right now."
The last was a challenge, plainly stated, and meant to gain some sort of respect from the magnificent stallion. Sparkle respected him because he was tough, and he knew what he was doing; perhaps if he didn't tease or act like a foal he might recieve enough in return to get a lesson. Saphy's teases were all well, but they didn't do anything for her; Sparkle needed some sort of outlet, someway to get out how he felt besides telling his bonded, and this seemed the perfect thing.
"What you want for him and what he needs might be the same thing, but he might not need to get it the way you'd like him to. You've got to keep that in mind. Also, some react worse to a little ecouragement than if you just leave them alone. Maybe you should try and be a little sly."
He eyed Mist agian wondering what came next with them, and then snorted at her wounds. "I, luckily, don't have to worry about what a dad would think. And as far as I could see, pretty,--pretty good went both ways."
He tossed his main agian, making it so you couldn't see his face or the blush that had risen. Pretty angel from the Mists, he thought disgustidly. That does it. There's no more speaking directly to her. This wouldn't be easy though; the bruises that shown on her hide made him wince and he wanted nothing more than to take her pain as his own.
Snorting again, he turned and trotted over to Hinote to ensure he kept this new promise to himself; he'd make sure she felt included, but he wouldn't speak that way again.
It was with effort that he forced his mind to the stallion in front of him, saying in all seriousness, "I want you to teach me to fight. I have energy enough to make the moves, you can see that for yourself. I just need you to teach them to me. And you seem to like the experience anyway. It's a win-win deal. Even if you are no good the way you say, you get to fight and I still learn something new. If nothing else it'd be what not to do. Now say no to that for any reason other than you don't feel like it right now."
The last was a challenge, plainly stated, and meant to gain some sort of respect from the magnificent stallion. Sparkle respected him because he was tough, and he knew what he was doing; perhaps if he didn't tease or act like a foal he might recieve enough in return to get a lesson. Saphy's teases were all well, but they didn't do anything for her; Sparkle needed some sort of outlet, someway to get out how he felt besides telling his bonded, and this seemed the perfect thing.