Solira: The Ocean: Sounds dangerous.

Cat Sídhe was very uncomfortable in social situations (that much was plainly evident by the way he shifted his weight first to one hind leg, then to the other, then back again, over and over), and was most certainly unfamiliar with the behaviors of horses who had had the misfortune to either purposefully or accidentally ingest harmful substances. Lithium caught him completely off guard and, by virtue of his current eccentricity kept him that way.

Mind you, he wasn’t antisocial at all. The golden stallion just…wasn’t very outgoing when it came to extending a hand and meeting new horses. Come to think of it, maybe that was why wandering off alone had stressed him so greatly.

Lithium proved a marvel to the young stallion even in his nervous state. Cat Sídhe cast a sweeping glance around the surrounding area again at the other horse’s mention of it and bit his lip. “Yes sir, I am – I guess.” Distressed as he was, it was beyond him to stop there. “I mean, I suppose I must be, since I’ve never heard of your Solira…” His voice trailed off again as the other stallion seemed by all appearances to be ignoring him.

Understandably, this flustered him further.

Sounding a bit put out but now determined to make something of this bizarre occurrence, the palomino lowered his head until he was eye-level with Lithium again and asked, “What is ‘here,’ if you don’t mind me asking?”

cat sídhe

i’d have him love the thing that was

before the world was made