[.my mare.]
[.it touched upon me as i watched the dew.]
[.settle about the morning sky.]
[.we have yet to make alliences formal.]
[.for all the petty stiffs i hate.]
[.this i feel is one we must undertake.]
{*grrrs* that wasn't supposed to rhyme...now it sounds funny. *sighs and smacks*}
[.award me with your opinions.]
[.my graceful poet.]

[.playful smirk twitches emotions into an eyebrow raised..questioning..nares brush mare's derma in a brief touch.]

[.you know now.]
[.i guess.]
[.that only you could say that to me.]
[.but, ack.]
[.tidus has tried.]
[.what to do?.]
[.i engaged in battle.]
[.but she seems to dodge.]
[.ah, well.]
[.save it for a worse day.]

.says he.