Lydia watched him, and decided that she would leave him alone. He hadn't been very responsive when she had tried conversing with him before. The truth stung her suddenly and quickly. He really didn't care for her. She was an afterthought.
She tossed her mane and watched it fall back over her shoulder. It had slowly grown longer, in all of it's gorgeous creaminess.
She tossed her mane and watched it fall back over her shoulder. It had slowly grown longer, in all of it's gorgeous creaminess.