No, wait, he is hardly soothed, and calm is a fair few leagues still. Each jerk of his body sends him catapulting towards the edges of her hands, and he overcorrects, finds himself slewing the opposite direction.
"Ribbit," he says, disdainful, and blinks at her in unhappy bewilderment.
How to say? He cannot speak, cannot show, cannot lead--
Well. Now. That last is not entirely true, now, is it? He gathers himself, pushes from her palms in a reckless leap towards Kiseki's stall, further down the stable row.
At least, that's certainly the idea, but these confounded limbs are near impossible to control, and his aim veers alarmingly off course, sending him arcing abruptly towards her shoulder instead.
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No, wait, he is hardly soothed, and calm is a fair few leagues still. Each jerk of his body sends him catapulting towards the edges of her hands, and he overcorrects, finds himself slewing the opposite direction.
"Ribbit," he says, disdainful, and blinks at her in unhappy bewilderment.
How to say? He cannot speak, cannot show, cannot lead--
Well. Now. That last is not entirely true, now, is it? He gathers himself, pushes from her palms in a reckless leap towards Kiseki's stall, further down the stable row.
At least, that's certainly the idea, but these confounded limbs are near impossible to control, and his aim veers alarmingly off course, sending him arcing abruptly towards her shoulder instead.