If you live your life slowly, you live only half life;
Colt's muted response doesn't go unnoticed, but Nova's also not very good at reading into people. It falls like a leaf into a rippling pond, to be investigated later when it clogs the water bank with a hundred other damp leaves. For now, she flashes her smile and moves to mount Custard.
Although she's not an abundantly experienced rider, her confidence and athleticism make the action look easy, pink tassels and blonde hair fluttering as she lifts herself into the saddle. Another giggle flows freely from her lips, blue eyes glittering to take in the world from her new height. She barely waits for the others before attempting to set off, wanting to explore. But she's quickly tangled in a mess when her eyes are scanning beyond the ground in front of her.
Custard bumps and presses against Donut, jostling Nova in the saddle and drawing her attention back. There are lines and minimal space corded between the two horses now at her sides, presenting quite the problem when the ropes threaten to wrap around them like the world's largest yarn ball. Completely unfazed by the possibility, Nova leans forward to pat the palomino on the neck, voice chiming in a singing tune. "Awwww! Custa~rd! Is this your girlfriend?!" Inspecting the mare, she smiles and gives Custard an approving rub. "She's very pretty."
Her eyes turn to Jesse, playfully teasing as she whispers (loudly), "Maybe he's jealous."
Nova suggests that Custard might be jealous of Donut being so close to Applesauce.
Although she's not an abundantly experienced rider, her confidence and athleticism make the action look easy, pink tassels and blonde hair fluttering as she lifts herself into the saddle. Another giggle flows freely from her lips, blue eyes glittering to take in the world from her new height. She barely waits for the others before attempting to set off, wanting to explore. But she's quickly tangled in a mess when her eyes are scanning beyond the ground in front of her.
Custard bumps and presses against Donut, jostling Nova in the saddle and drawing her attention back. There are lines and minimal space corded between the two horses now at her sides, presenting quite the problem when the ropes threaten to wrap around them like the world's largest yarn ball. Completely unfazed by the possibility, Nova leans forward to pat the palomino on the neck, voice chiming in a singing tune. "Awwww! Custa~rd! Is this your girlfriend?!" Inspecting the mare, she smiles and gives Custard an approving rub. "She's very pretty."
Her eyes turn to Jesse, playfully teasing as she whispers (loudly), "Maybe he's jealous."
Nova suggests that Custard might be jealous of Donut being so close to Applesauce.
Nova
if you live your life fast, you live five lives or ten lives or fifteen lives!
