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Dark ruminations aside, it was difficult to keep up the brooding attitude when people were watching. Though it took him a while, Finnian eventually became aware of the eyes that regarded him from a distance, and for a while he tried to ignore the onlooker, figuring it for a passerby with time to spare. When the sensation of watchful eyes did not let up or disappear however, the young stallion started to feel a bit uncomfortable. He knew he was a handsome enough fellow, but that someone would grow entranced enough to actually hang around and just watch him was a bit... well it was flattering, but not something he wanted to condone, ya know? When it finally became too much, the buckskin raised his head and searched the horizon until he found the perpetrator. It was nigh impossible to hide on this plain, where the most noticeable feature was the billowing grass and the occasional low-growing shrub, and he soon spotted the person; a tall, looming figure, bay and black and rather daunting to look at. Faint amusement quickly turned into worry that he had landed himself into trouble somehow - rolled on the fellow's favorite grazing spot perhaps - but as he was loathe to show any outward signs of unease, Finnian opted for the cordial route instead. "Nice weather today, ey, neighbor" he offered, raising his head just enough that he could be seen acknowledging the bigger stallion's presence. But he did not get up, nor tense or show any other sign of worry - at least not on the outside. Best not make himself noticed as either a brawler or a coward; that was, he had found, the best way to avoid trouble. |
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