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[@Lycus] [@Marcus] H-hey, I wanted to ask you two what are some uh, hobbies you enjoy? Besides what work ‘n stuff you usually do... I-I thought maybe it’d be fun to do some of those together, and learn new stuff or just chill? I’ve been getting into archery, myself, it’s really fun. How about you?
The Rising Sun was just happily enjoying the little treats. They tasted like bits of home. And then it all came crashing down — not truly terribly so, of course. Just in her tiny nervous heart. "I'm so sorry- I'll be right back. I promise I'll be just a minute. If you feel at all worried, please come and get me." “What?” She quietly questioned, but before she knew it, off swept the Prince in a glittery swirl of.... Glittery stuff. But... Now she’s all alone, around strange people, with no tall person to hide behind! The Rising Sun timidly took one more bite of food before sinking down below the line of sight, playing with her tail. He had said to go get him if she was worried, but she wasn’t worried, she’s just scared, she’ll wait here until he returns. It’s fine, there’s less people than before! No one should come up and prod her!
My classes will be over in a few weeks and I’m pondering, once it’s over, working on animal horns/antlers and ears, since those are minimal effort and I am chronically exhausted right now... hm
The Prince certainly seemed happy to talk to people. How do people do that? She's only ever happy talking to animals or those she knows she can trust. Like Manny, for sure. She's still on the fence about the others, naturally. His moving to sort've hide her is more than welcome. It's very comforting! The Rising Sun shuffles her hooves for a moment before a very colorful and tantalizing array of food passes in her vision, and is set next to her. "Please, have as much as you like." A cute trill, not a very quiet one, escapes her throat and she perks up a lot. All of this looks safe to eat! She recognizes a lot! She lets one hand go to reach and grab one of the food items, sniff it (tiny nose a' twitching), then pop a small bit in her mouth. The floral, fruity, herby flavors certainly made her feel much better. She finds herself gravitating towards a sweet concoction made quite obviously with lavender. After all, it is a soothing plant. The whole time, the Sun keeps a light but secure grip of one of her hands on the Prince's arm. If he's going to move on somewhere else, she'd rather stay with someone she's pretty sure is safe... What he had said earlier felt pretty sincere! Of course, through all of her mental workings and mouthy nibblings, she heard very little, nor paid very much attention to the conversation between the Prince and.... The other person. Important eating is occupying her little self right now!