Jan 13, 2023 11:47:36 GMT
Cloud had no complaints. Well, that could've been a little too nice - this was a strange place, it was not his box, the horses were strange and new and frankly, the bedding was not what he was used to at all! But even still, he put up with it because he knew putting up a fuss would displease people who gave him the things he liked. Even so, the odd disapproving snort was all he gave as he idly stood by and pulled hay from the feeder.
He was still adjusting, learning the smells and sounds and faces as they walked on by. He knew none of them, but he was not unkind or unwilling when someone was prepared to give him attention. He liked the attention and people had snuck him the odd treat which he wasn't about to turn his nose up to. Though he was itching to go out and do something, he didn't mind what. A good time on the pasture wasn't too much to wish for right? Or even a good old ride somewhere, he didn't mind or care much.
Poking his head out of his box, he watched people come and go.
