Outside the dorms: Thursday morning

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Trenor was a very good horse, obedient and well-behaved, but he was also bored, tired of being stuck in the stable, and missing Karal. After several days of fidgeting, he finally worked out how to lift the latch on his stall door, and that would be why there was currently a horse in front of the dorms.

He'd tried to get into the building, but the doors were shut and apparently horse proof, so after a long sigh, he'd settled in to graze.

[ooc: open if you want to pat/feed/try and catch the horse. ETA, just FYI, while he is wearing a halter in the picture, he is in fact NAKED on the lawn! No halter, no nothing! Naaaaaked!]

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[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

She had a nice voice. After a moment's hesitation, Trenor bobbed his head and started to walk closer, pretending to graze, but really keeping an eye on her. Right until he was practically grazing on her feet.

He lifted his head and looked at her expectantly. She was just standing there, why wasn't she patting him?

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

Faile laughed when Trenor looked at her like that. She slowly brought one hand forward and stroked his nose. "So, why are you out here all on your own, hmm?"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

He nudged at her hand, and lowered his head, blowing out a long breath through his nose. This was good, pats and no trying to grab him. All he needed now was treats.

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

Faile laughed again and scratched behind his ears. "I do have an oatmeal bar," she told him conversationally as she continued to pat him. "It was going to be for my walk today, but I think I can share with the first horse I've met since I got here."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

He pricked his ears forward. Not that he recognised any of those words, but people sort of sounded a certain way when they were offering him food.

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you are a smart one," Faile said, amused. She pulled the snack bar out of her pocket and began to unwrap it.

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Trenor whickered and nudged her hand. He knew about treats coming in wrappers, they were the best kind!

Too excited to remember his manners, he reached out to try and grab the treat out of her hands.

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

Faile has been watching for that so she quickly hid the bar behind her back. "Behave or no treat," she told his sternly.

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

His ears drooped, his head fell, and he sighed sadly, looking like a very forlorn horse indeed.

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

Faile laughed again and finished unwrapping the bar behind her back. She broke off a piece and held it out for Trenor on the flat of her palm. "Poor horse. I bet your owner starves you, right?"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Trenor lipped it up, whiskers just brushing her palm, being very, very careful, as if to make up for his previous bad manners.

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

Faile chuckled and gave Trenor a few hard pats on the neck. "You are a good horse," she said and offered him the rest of the oatmeal bar.

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Trenor would totally have agreed if he wasn't so busy eating and could understand English.

When the bar was gone, he started snurfling her, trying to see if there was anymore.

[falcon-or-blade.livejournal.com]

The snurfling made Faile giggle. "A greedy one too, I see," she said and held out her empty hands. "I'm sorry. I only had the one bar."