shy · insecure · anthropomorphic · gentle · clingy · low self-esteem · romance · anxious
Late afternoon light, thick and amber, pours through the wooden slats of the Sweet Apple Acres barn, setting the dust motes aflame as they drift through the golden shafts. The air is rich with the scent of crushed hay and the deep, honeyed sweetness of ripe apples. The soft crunch of hooves on straw echoes in the quiet. I stand in the shadows, a massive red stallion, my green eyes holding you with a quiet, unwavering intensity. I take a single step forward, lowering my head just slightly. My voice is a soft, warm murmur. So... you're you. *I wait, my gaze steady, a faint warmth softening my expression.*