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(Continuation of Contest Entry: Hey There Pretty Boy! )

"Buck ! Fancy seeing you here!"

Buck looks up from doodling to address whoever was calling him. The answer should've been obvious...only he and Sassafras knew where this place is. Sure enough the blue mare is trotting on over.
"Oh hey Frass. What're you doing?" His mouth tumbles over her nickname. She gave him a few so it only made sense to address her by one.

Sassafras pulls up just in time to avoid trampling his sand scribbles. "Haven't seen you in a hot minute. Did I make things awkward last time? I'm sorry about that Pretty Boy. My big mouth likes to think out loud." She paws the ground, the only sign of outward anxiety that she'll ever show.

Buck sucks in his breath. Really he HAS been avoiding her since her little confession, but not because he dislikes her. He just doesn't know how to handle it quite yet. How should he word his response? His first instinct is to water down his situation. However, Sassafras is always honest and open with him, so she deserves nothing but the truth.
"I...have been spending lots of time by myself lately, yes. It's not you it's me."

Sassafras can tell that he's hesitating. So she decides to help him out. "Hey, if you don't know how you feel then that's cool. I'm not exactly the most approachable lady around!" She barks in laughter, eyes reflecting a little remorse mixed with defeat.

"Ah that's sort of it. I just don't know what to do about it." Buck tries to smile but grimaces instead.

Sassafras narrows her eyebrows in order to think deeply. Ooh what did the guys tell her about this at training today? Aha!
"You don't have to know. But if you'd like to actually find out then you juuust might have to spend some more time with me, and me with you instead of hiding. Which, by the way, you are not very good at."

The red roan sighs, hanging his head. Just as he feared...he has to actually face his life choices for once. Because this one wasn't letting him get away with that this time.

"Aw heck that sounded rough huh? We can obviously stay just friends, honest. There's lots of males out there that I haven't met yet, and there's lots of horses you haven't met yet either." Sassafras is a little bit hurt. What's wrong with her? Is she not pretty enough to garner attention? Is it her entire personality that's horrid? Well that's just too bad; she is NOT changing who she is in order to impress some stallion. She wishes Buck would just spit it out already...is he rejecting her or not?!
"Sorry for bothering you Buck. See ya around?"

Buck watches from the corner of his eye as her head also droops and she turns to go. The truth is he finds her male-ish personality sort of endearing. It's like a two-in-one horse! And she has some of the most interesting body markings he's ever seen. Very artsy and fascinating to look at. He feels like his heart is being yanked out of his chest at the thought of her being upset. Immediately he knows what action to take.
"Sassafras, wait! It'd be an honor to spend more time with you!" He steps on his own drawings in order to reach her side, still impressed that she's pretty much his height.

The mare stops and looks over at him with a small, relieved smile. "Yea? You really mean it? And not because I'm pressuring you?"

"No pressure. You just put everything out on the table and I had to select an option." Buck nods assertively. Still slightly high on the rush of making a nearly snap decision he blurts out, "Would you be willing to meet me here later on? At a little past noon?"

Sassafras' smile nearly splits her face. Was she, an absolute tomboy of a mare, being asked on a date?! Her chest is aflutter. "YES! Yes. I mean, yea, that'd be cool, thanks Bucks." She moves as if to nip at his mane but withdraws in an act of self-control. He might not appreciate affection quite yet.

"It's a deal then." Buck feels faint at what he has just done. Him, a quiet soft stallion, asking a rough and tumble mare on a date?! Maybe it won't end poorly at all. All he can do is hope.
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Buck paces at the creek's edge, unsure if he should regret the invite or not. She's running late. Did she decide that this was all a big joke and was laughing with the boys at his foolishness back at the herd? His tizzy snaps at the sound of approaching hoofsteps. He looks up and immediately feels stupid for giving himself extra grooming for the event.
Sassafras is there all right, but she looks like an absolute wreck! Her coat is coated in small scratches and dirt, and her mane is mostly a mess of tangles.

"Hey Buckaroo! So sorry I'm late!" Sassafras wheezes as she skids to a halt. "There was a mountain lion that we had to chase off..." Her face drops in disappointment. "Oh Bucks, you look so nice...I mean, you always do, but especially now. And I look like this! Oh no-" The mare's voice cracks and she's upset to the point of nearly crying. Here she was galloping around like a yahoo while Buck took this seriously. He'll never like her now!

Buck was not expecting her to express this type of emotion. Honestly he feels terrible for making her feel terrible. "Goodness Frass, whatever is the matter?!" He walks over to stare at her awkwardly.

Sassafras sniffles dejectedly. "My coat is in a revolting state. I really wanted to clean up, honest Bucks! I wanted to...look pretty for you." Her voice drops again and she averts her eyes. It's silly but she does have simple intentions beneath her warrior shell.

"Oh." Buck chews on his lip. "I think you're quite nice even when filthy, if that's any consolation. And you always smell nice no matter how sweaty you are." He clicks his jaws together to avoid saying anything else creepy.

Her mood improves somewhat at that. "Really? I must've rolled in some mint when that big kitty pounced..."

"Erm, that too. I meant in general? You always smell like pine needles, grass, and warm hair. That sounds bizarre I know." Buck shakes his head in embarrassment. "But that doesn't matter! What you look like today doesn't matter. You're the same you and that's all that matters right now, okay? I'm just glad you're alive!"

Sassafras is pleased that he is worried for her well-being and his response satisfies her rattled nerves. "Thanks Bucks! You smell great too. Waaay less stinky than the other males I'm around." She giggles, completely meaning it. "So what're we gonna do here?"

"I...don't know. Never done this before." Buck admits sheepishly.

"Me neither. But there's gotta be something..." Sassafras' eyes light up. Idea time! She zips off to the creek shore and returns with a stick. "This! You can teach me how to draw like you do!"

Buck decides that it's a nice calm activity that would not involve wrestling. "Sure. Shall I get my own drawing stick?"

Sassafras shakes her head. "No, you're gonna teach me exactly how to draw. You grab one end and I'll hold the other!" She holds the stick out to him sweetly.

He swallows down his panic and lightly closes his mouth around an end. He will do his very best to impart some knowledge and skill!
They both quickly discover that having separate heads trying to maneuver one stick does not work too well. "Sorry, this might not work..." Buck mumbles when they almost snap the tool for the third time.

"I think the issue is we're too far apart." Sassafras lets go of the stick and grabs onto another part of it. This time she's located right up on Buck's spot, their cheeks brushing against each other. Buck immediately blushes despite himself. Sassafras thinks nothing of it; she gets that close to others all the time.

"Aha okay! This does make it easier." Buck's voice cracks as he tries to cover up his sudden flightiness. Instead of allowing her to distract him he slowly lowers his head to start the drawing lesson. Pffft, he's totally not focusing on how he can feel the tiny scratches/scars on her skin as their pelts brush together! No way.

Sassafras goes along with the first few lines they draw, but eventually holds back. "Nuh uh, what are we making?"

"We're drawing a stick. Is that okay?" Buck is forced to stop doodling since she has a tight hold of the stick as well.

"I'd...really like to draw some flowers. Is that okay?" It's Sassafras' turn to blush.

Buck blinks in surprise. So she IS slightly girly deep down! From her getting upset about not looking good for him all the way to what she likes to look at in her spare time. For whatever reason he finds it oddly refreshing...he really expected her to want to draw sharp fierce things like eagles or wolves. "Sure Frass, we can do that."

Within an hour or so Sassafras feels confident enough to draw her own plants. Buck is sort of disappointed when their faces have to pull away from each other; her warmth and earthy aroma was pleasant to be around. He tries to peek over her shoulder to see what she's etching into the ground with so much focus.

"Hey hey, it's not ready yet!" Sassafras grins at him with a fake threatening face. "Go draw your own thing!"

Buck smiles and shrugs, locating his own patch of sand to defile. He decides to draw Sassafras! With an easy sweep of the stick he captures her proud arched neck, her flowing tail, her curious open face. Before he knows it she's looking up at him expectantly.

"Come on Buckaroo, see what I made!" She straightens up and watches him come over excitedly.

Buck takes a look and is mildly impressed that he can identify what it is; she had managed to crank out a very sloppy flower bouquet. "Wow, I like the sunflowers!"

"Those are supposed to be black-eyed susans, but what's the difference." Sassafras snorts. "For you! The guys said they give flowers and since I didn't have time to grab some I drew ya some instead!" She's pretty pleased with herself.

Buck beams at her thoughtfulness. So maybe she did want to draw scary stuff, but forced herself to learn something that could be useful. He appreciates her effort. "Thank you m'lady! May I interest you in a picture of your own?" They walk over to the portrait.

"Why...is that...me?" Sassafras can tell that it's a horse. The shorter mane gives away its identity.

"Mhmm." Buck is suddenly shy, scuffing a hoof off of the sand.

"I love it! Thank you so much Bucks!!! I wish I could take it home with me and show it off. Man the guys would be jealous..." Sassafras is so happy with the results that she cannot help but give him a big sloppy nuzzle on the cheek, right where their faces had touched earlier that evening.
Buck squeaks slightly but does not duck away to avoid it. He did sort of deserve one for all his hard work today...

"It's really so pretty. I bet there's nothing more good than your art!" Sassafras trots in place and flicks her tail.

"Actually...there is." Buck shakes out his mane to recover. "Just wait until you see how the sunset reflects off of the trees and the creek! Are you interested?"

Sassafras gasps, eyes wide. That is more romantic than she ever dreamed of! "Me? Watch a sunset with you? I'd rather do nothing else Bucks."

The two horses snuggle up on the beach together, watching the sun dip below the horizon. While the oranges and reds where lovely against the water and trees, Sassafras decides that it's the most gorgeous on Buck's copper mane. And Buck feels like he has the most lovely view in the world...relaxing right next to him.
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Eeee two opposites, yet both soft horses. I really enjoyed writing about them again ^.^ Buck might've been in denial about her the whole time while Sassafras had to gain some confidence in herself along the way. They both chill around each other once they figure out the situation.

Buck and contest belong to SpicyCos05 ??? (Female) X Buck MATE CONTEST
Sassafras and base are mine
Background is by boldfrontiers Cucumber Cave Falls

Description
(Continuation of Contest Entry: Hey There Pretty Boy! )

"Buck ! Fancy seeing you here!"

Buck looks up from doodling to address whoever was calling him. The answer should've been obvious...only he and Sassafras knew where this place is. Sure enough the blue mare is trotting on over.
"Oh hey Frass. What're you doing?" His mouth tumbles over her nickname. She gave him a few so it only made sense to address her by one.

Sassafras pulls up just in time to avoid trampling his sand scribbles. "Haven't seen you in a hot minute. Did I make things awkward last time? I'm sorry about that Pretty Boy. My big mouth likes to think out loud." She paws the ground, the only sign of outward anxiety that she'll ever show.

Buck sucks in his breath. Really he HAS been avoiding her since her little confession, but not because he dislikes her. He just doesn't know how to handle it quite yet. How should he word his response? His first instinct is to water down his situation. However, Sassafras is always honest and open with him, so she deserves nothing but the truth.
"I...have been spending lots of time by myself lately, yes. It's not you it's me."

Sassafras can tell that he's hesitating. So she decides to help him out. "Hey, if you don't know how you feel then that's cool. I'm not exactly the most approachable lady around!" She barks in laughter, eyes reflecting a little remorse mixed with defeat.

"Ah that's sort of it. I just don't know what to do about it." Buck tries to smile but grimaces instead.

Sassafras narrows her eyebrows in order to think deeply. Ooh what did the guys tell her about this at training today? Aha!
"You don't have to know. But if you'd like to actually find out then you juuust might have to spend some more time with me, and me with you instead of hiding. Which, by the way, you are not very good at."

The red roan sighs, hanging his head. Just as he feared...he has to actually face his life choices for once. Because this one wasn't letting him get away with that this time.

"Aw heck that sounded rough huh? We can obviously stay just friends, honest. There's lots of males out there that I haven't met yet, and there's lots of horses you haven't met yet either." Sassafras is a little bit hurt. What's wrong with her? Is she not pretty enough to garner attention? Is it her entire personality that's horrid? Well that's just too bad; she is NOT changing who she is in order to impress some stallion. She wishes Buck would just spit it out already...is he rejecting her or not?!
"Sorry for bothering you Buck. See ya around?"

Buck watches from the corner of his eye as her head also droops and she turns to go. The truth is he finds her male-ish personality sort of endearing. It's like a two-in-one horse! And she has some of the most interesting body markings he's ever seen. Very artsy and fascinating to look at. He feels like his heart is being yanked out of his chest at the thought of her being upset. Immediately he knows what action to take.
"Sassafras, wait! It'd be an honor to spend more time with you!" He steps on his own drawings in order to reach her side, still impressed that she's pretty much his height.

The mare stops and looks over at him with a small, relieved smile. "Yea? You really mean it? And not because I'm pressuring you?"

"No pressure. You just put everything out on the table and I had to select an option." Buck nods assertively. Still slightly high on the rush of making a nearly snap decision he blurts out, "Would you be willing to meet me here later on? At a little past noon?"

Sassafras' smile nearly splits her face. Was she, an absolute tomboy of a mare, being asked on a date?! Her chest is aflutter. "YES! Yes. I mean, yea, that'd be cool, thanks Bucks." She moves as if to nip at his mane but withdraws in an act of self-control. He might not appreciate affection quite yet.

"It's a deal then." Buck feels faint at what he has just done. Him, a quiet soft stallion, asking a rough and tumble mare on a date?! Maybe it won't end poorly at all. All he can do is hope.
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Buck paces at the creek's edge, unsure if he should regret the invite or not. She's running late. Did she decide that this was all a big joke and was laughing with the boys at his foolishness back at the herd? His tizzy snaps at the sound of approaching hoofsteps. He looks up and immediately feels stupid for giving himself extra grooming for the event.
Sassafras is there all right, but she looks like an absolute wreck! Her coat is coated in small scratches and dirt, and her mane is mostly a mess of tangles.

"Hey Buckaroo! So sorry I'm late!" Sassafras wheezes as she skids to a halt. "There was a mountain lion that we had to chase off..." Her face drops in disappointment. "Oh Bucks, you look so nice...I mean, you always do, but especially now. And I look like this! Oh no-" The mare's voice cracks and she's upset to the point of nearly crying. Here she was galloping around like a yahoo while Buck took this seriously. He'll never like her now!

Buck was not expecting her to express this type of emotion. Honestly he feels terrible for making her feel terrible. "Goodness Frass, whatever is the matter?!" He walks over to stare at her awkwardly.

Sassafras sniffles dejectedly. "My coat is in a revolting state. I really wanted to clean up, honest Bucks! I wanted to...look pretty for you." Her voice drops again and she averts her eyes. It's silly but she does have simple intentions beneath her warrior shell.

"Oh." Buck chews on his lip. "I think you're quite nice even when filthy, if that's any consolation. And you always smell nice no matter how sweaty you are." He clicks his jaws together to avoid saying anything else creepy.

Her mood improves somewhat at that. "Really? I must've rolled in some mint when that big kitty pounced..."

"Erm, that too. I meant in general? You always smell like pine needles, grass, and warm hair. That sounds bizarre I know." Buck shakes his head in embarrassment. "But that doesn't matter! What you look like today doesn't matter. You're the same you and that's all that matters right now, okay? I'm just glad you're alive!"

Sassafras is pleased that he is worried for her well-being and his response satisfies her rattled nerves. "Thanks Bucks! You smell great too. Waaay less stinky than the other males I'm around." She giggles, completely meaning it. "So what're we gonna do here?"

"I...don't know. Never done this before." Buck admits sheepishly.

"Me neither. But there's gotta be something..." Sassafras' eyes light up. Idea time! She zips off to the creek shore and returns with a stick. "This! You can teach me how to draw like you do!"

Buck decides that it's a nice calm activity that would not involve wrestling. "Sure. Shall I get my own drawing stick?"

Sassafras shakes her head. "No, you're gonna teach me exactly how to draw. You grab one end and I'll hold the other!" She holds the stick out to him sweetly.

He swallows down his panic and lightly closes his mouth around an end. He will do his very best to impart some knowledge and skill!
They both quickly discover that having separate heads trying to maneuver one stick does not work too well. "Sorry, this might not work..." Buck mumbles when they almost snap the tool for the third time.

"I think the issue is we're too far apart." Sassafras lets go of the stick and grabs onto another part of it. This time she's located right up on Buck's spot, their cheeks brushing against each other. Buck immediately blushes despite himself. Sassafras thinks nothing of it; she gets that close to others all the time.

"Aha okay! This does make it easier." Buck's voice cracks as he tries to cover up his sudden flightiness. Instead of allowing her to distract him he slowly lowers his head to start the drawing lesson. Pffft, he's totally not focusing on how he can feel the tiny scratches/scars on her skin as their pelts brush together! No way.

Sassafras goes along with the first few lines they draw, but eventually holds back. "Nuh uh, what are we making?"

"We're drawing a stick. Is that okay?" Buck is forced to stop doodling since she has a tight hold of the stick as well.

"I'd...really like to draw some flowers. Is that okay?" It's Sassafras' turn to blush.

Buck blinks in surprise. So she IS slightly girly deep down! From her getting upset about not looking good for him all the way to what she likes to look at in her spare time. For whatever reason he finds it oddly refreshing...he really expected her to want to draw sharp fierce things like eagles or wolves. "Sure Frass, we can do that."

Within an hour or so Sassafras feels confident enough to draw her own plants. Buck is sort of disappointed when their faces have to pull away from each other; her warmth and earthy aroma was pleasant to be around. He tries to peek over her shoulder to see what she's etching into the ground with so much focus.

"Hey hey, it's not ready yet!" Sassafras grins at him with a fake threatening face. "Go draw your own thing!"

Buck smiles and shrugs, locating his own patch of sand to defile. He decides to draw Sassafras! With an easy sweep of the stick he captures her proud arched neck, her flowing tail, her curious open face. Before he knows it she's looking up at him expectantly.

"Come on Buckaroo, see what I made!" She straightens up and watches him come over excitedly.

Buck takes a look and is mildly impressed that he can identify what it is; she had managed to crank out a very sloppy flower bouquet. "Wow, I like the sunflowers!"

"Those are supposed to be black-eyed susans, but what's the difference." Sassafras snorts. "For you! The guys said they give flowers and since I didn't have time to grab some I drew ya some instead!" She's pretty pleased with herself.

Buck beams at her thoughtfulness. So maybe she did want to draw scary stuff, but forced herself to learn something that could be useful. He appreciates her effort. "Thank you m'lady! May I interest you in a picture of your own?" They walk over to the portrait.

"Why...is that...me?" Sassafras can tell that it's a horse. The shorter mane gives away its identity.

"Mhmm." Buck is suddenly shy, scuffing a hoof off of the sand.

"I love it! Thank you so much Bucks!!! I wish I could take it home with me and show it off. Man the guys would be jealous..." Sassafras is so happy with the results that she cannot help but give him a big sloppy nuzzle on the cheek, right where their faces had touched earlier that evening.
Buck squeaks slightly but does not duck away to avoid it. He did sort of deserve one for all his hard work today...

"It's really so pretty. I bet there's nothing more good than your art!" Sassafras trots in place and flicks her tail.

"Actually...there is." Buck shakes out his mane to recover. "Just wait until you see how the sunset reflects off of the trees and the creek! Are you interested?"

Sassafras gasps, eyes wide. That is more romantic than she ever dreamed of! "Me? Watch a sunset with you? I'd rather do nothing else Bucks."

The two horses snuggle up on the beach together, watching the sun dip below the horizon. While the oranges and reds where lovely against the water and trees, Sassafras decides that it's the most gorgeous on Buck's copper mane. And Buck feels like he has the most lovely view in the world...relaxing right next to him.
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Eeee two opposites, yet both soft horses. I really enjoyed writing about them again ^.^ Buck might've been in denial about her the whole time while Sassafras had to gain some confidence in herself along the way. They both chill around each other once they figure out the situation.

Buck and contest belong to SpicyCos05 ??? (Female) X Buck MATE CONTEST
Sassafras and base are mine
Background is by boldfrontiers Cucumber Cave Falls