Horsing around
Jul. 14th, 2015 11:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wings_of_a_swanCombeferre pokes his head into Duncan's stable. He has a small tablet attached to a small speaker. He carries all this equipment without difficulty--everything is small and not heavy--but with a certain tentativeness, like he's scared he might break something.
He's still not clear on who named the horse Duncan. He doesn't think it was Feuilly. But...Feuilly's been spending some time here, and Combeferre became curious about one or two horsey questions.
The place does look rather lived in. By a human. There's a cot-like thing. Feuilly must have been here more often than Combeferre thought.
Combeferre walks up to Duncan and starts petting his nose.
He's still not clear on who named the horse Duncan. He doesn't think it was Feuilly. But...Feuilly's been spending some time here, and Combeferre became curious about one or two horsey questions.
The place does look rather lived in. By a human. There's a cot-like thing. Feuilly must have been here more often than Combeferre thought.
Combeferre walks up to Duncan and starts petting his nose.
