Deviation Actions
Description
Humming quietly to himself, Serge trudged down the main stable road to the Spirit Horse field. He had some time before his scheduled riding time with Demitri and figured that he might as well spend some time with ‘his’ boys. Sure beat out barn chores, that was for sure. He still hated them with a passion and on a hot muggy day like today, there was no way that he was going to exhert any more energy than he absolutely had to.
So instead Serge meandered down the lane, watching the moths flutter around the ditches with half interest and a feeling of laziness in his bones.
It was Denarius who noticed the young man coming first, lifting his head from the patch of grass he was picking away at and whickering lowly, drawing Crasslyre’s attention from his spot in the shade.Both stallions ambled over to the fence as the brunet leaned against it and greeted him in their own ways; Denarius loud and hearty, Crasslyre quiet and gentle.
"What have you lads been up to?" Serge chuckled, greeting the two back.
"Not too much." The large cavitto admitted, leaning against the fence himself. "It has been far too hot and sticky to do much more than talk and nap. We've been musing on the new arrivals that came just a few days ago." He tilted his head towards Serge. "Care to share with us the details? No one has really said much of who it is, or what the story is behind it."
The man shook his head slightly. "I'm not certain of the details myself Dean. All I really know is that the girl, umm..." He thought for a moment in search of her name before giving up. It probably wasn't that important anyway. "She was at a riding academy for a few years with some of Eagle Crest's horses and Dominic has given her a job training and showing the three Baroqueurs we have at the stable now." He shrugged.
"Well, what does she look like?" Came the question from Crasslyre, perking his ears curiously at the conversation.
Serge frowned slightly at the stallion and furrowed his brow. How was he supposed to know? Sure, he'd been around when she'd unloaded and the like, but it wasn't like he'd actually paid attention... She was just another employee that he wouldn't be working with. He was on a different level then her, obviously.
"I think she's blonde..." He said hesitantly.
The Karnir stallion snorted in derision at that. "You are hopeless." He said, stamping a hoof. "No wonder you have no mares. You're hardly worth calling a stallion, besides the airs you give yourself. You need to pay much more attention to others if you wish to have any sort of relationship with a woman."
"Whoa, where did that come from??" Serge protested, holding his hands up in the air as a barrier between himself and the stallion. "Did I ever say something about having a relationship with a woman? How does me not paying attention to some chick who's going to be working here work out to me not ever having a girlfriend?"
He stared at the two stallions in disbelief as they merely gave him a look and walked away, tails swishing in unamused humor to rest under a great tree a little ways away.
"Well... I guess I've just been dismissed..." He said with a grumble, shoving off the fence in ill humor and stalking back towards the lane where his house was situated. "What do those two know about women anyway? It's not like either of them have any prospects..." Sege huffed, heading into the house he shared with Antonio. Horses thought they knew everything... nosy, meddling ingrates. He'd like to see them talk after finding their own women to deal with. Like that would happen.
