Thank goodness she was nice. He might have died of embarrassment if she’d chided him. He had never been graceful. He was all clunky hooves, and big head. Truth be told… he kept his tail braided up into a bun because he’d stepped on it once and pulled out a chunk when he was young. His mother had braided it up, and he’d kept up the habit.
He looked up to see four eyes blinking back at him. “Liatris” he replied blinking back slowly. “Xiaoli” His mother had rarely used her last name. But she’d told them. And as soon as he got to Novus he’d taken to using it. It made her feel close again, in some strange way. “I’m a scholar, in Dawn. I got kicked out of the library though…” he trailed off.
“If you’re from Denocte what are you doing all the way over here? It’s not really the best season for the forest… Most come in autumn, when the leaves are changing.”
@Polar North
He looked up to see four eyes blinking back at him. “Liatris” he replied blinking back slowly. “Xiaoli” His mother had rarely used her last name. But she’d told them. And as soon as he got to Novus he’d taken to using it. It made her feel close again, in some strange way. “I’m a scholar, in Dawn. I got kicked out of the library though…” he trailed off.
“If you’re from Denocte what are you doing all the way over here? It’s not really the best season for the forest… Most come in autumn, when the leaves are changing.”
@Polar North
He’s a book full of footnotes brought to life. He’s a jacket made of elbow patches.
