The stables: Thursday afternoon
Friday, January 18th, 2008 07:51 amGiven the nasty weather, Karal had tied Trenor in the walkway of the stables instead of taking him outside. The horse was relaxed while Karal groomed him, the occasional ear twitch or content sigh the only clue that he wasn't asleep.
It might be cold outside, but it was warm in the stables, smelling of clean horse and clean hay, and Karal was humming under his breath, completely lost in what he was doing.
[ooc: for two in particular, but completely open.]
It might be cold outside, but it was warm in the stables, smelling of clean horse and clean hay, and Karal was humming under his breath, completely lost in what he was doing.
[ooc: for two in particular, but completely open.]