[ While Kiera pets Ambrosia, Clive will turn his attention to the horse because it's not something he's seen before. It looks a lot like an Antelope, without the horns and a lot less fragile looking. Distracted from the reason he came here in the first place to cautiously raise his hand towards the nose. He has his bone ring on, obviously, but he won't bother the horse - this is a horse right - too much. ]
Hello there. Sorry for interrupting.
[ Ambrosia is old and wise, and won't take offense to the snorting. Instead she warbles and turns her head, eye closing contently. Clive smiles a little. ]
She also asks if you got it saving the life of a wayward chick.
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Date: 2025-03-14 04:53 am (UTC)Hello there. Sorry for interrupting.
[ Ambrosia is old and wise, and won't take offense to the snorting. Instead she warbles and turns her head, eye closing contently. Clive smiles a little. ]
She also asks if you got it saving the life of a wayward chick.