"I like yours. It sounds destructive," Orestes said with a hint of a grin.Tornado sighed. "What makes you two think I like mine?"
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"I like yours. It sounds destructive," Orestes said with a hint of a grin.Tornado sighed. "What makes you two think I like mine?"
Tornado smiled shyly. "It doesn't fit my personality. My mother was sorta reckless. I'm more timid." She looked dreamily at the sky. "I would like to be called..." she never finished. What would she like to be called? "What do you think a good name would be for me?"
(we start changing names, and i'm gonna forget who's who. i do that sometimes anyway)Tornado smiled shyly. "It doesn't fit my personality. My mother was sorta reckless. I'm more timid." She looked dreamily at the sky. "I would like to be called..." she never finished. What would she like to be called? "What do you think a good name would be for me?"
"If you ask me I'd say Cloud or Sky." Emerald said.
(Okay I won't change.)(we start changing names, and i'm gonna forget who's who. i do that sometimes anyway)
"I don't know. Whether I like my name or not, I won't change it. It's all I've ever been called," Orestes said.
(Okay I won't change.)
Tornado smiled at Emerald. She was liking her more and more. "Thank you for the suggestions. I really apprictiate it. It makes me feel wanted."
Tornado smiled shyly. She didn't know what to say."Of course your wanted!" Emerald said rather shocked that Tornado would think shes not wanted.
Orestes listened to the mares for a bit then wandered slowly away. Reaching a stream, he plunged into it, squealing at the sudden onslaught of icy water covering his body, surging against his wounds.Tornado smiled shyly. She didn't know what to say.
Tornado watched the stallion in the water and decided that would help her too. She slowly walked into the water. It felt good. The bite on her neck started to bleed again.Orestes listened to the mares for a bit then wandered slowly away. Reaching a stream, he plunged into it, squealing at the sudden onslaught of icy water covering his body, surging against his wounds.
The water swirling around Orestes turned a diluted pink from his bleeding wounds. He hauled himself onto the bank before long, knowing if he lingered too long, his joints would lock up, and he would never climb out.Tornado watched the stallion in the water and decided that would help her too. She slowly walked into the water. It felt good. The bite on her neck started to bleed again.