Post by crunkfist on Aug 26, 2015 1:21:21 GMT
A short length of well used rope softly twists through the air in front of the grassy green unicorn. His face is curled in an anxious half smile underneath his shaggy, roughly brushed mane as he magically wrings the rope before him, slightly distracting himself from the raging whirlwind in his chest. He has done this before, gone to a market to sell trinkets and interesting flowers, infact today, the well worn saddle bags draped over Knotty give off a sweet scent, filling the air around him with a delightfully subtle aroma. His anxiety spikes and his heart jumps into his throat as he steadies his resolve. Today is going to be different, today Afraid Knot plans to begin his first journey into the world of friendship.
The shrinking shadow of a small building gives Knotty some ammount of comfort, however the morning sun rise threatens to eliminate that entirely within minutes. Knotty forces himself to step out of the last sliver of shadow and begins walking around the market. He limps along, as the market quiclky fills with ponies going about their day. Knotty watches as friends talk and laugh while they shop for the first produce of the day. Already the intoxicating scent of apple pie fills the air as stalls open for business, vendors displaying everything from food to trinkets, clothes, seemingly anything you could ever need all in one place.
As the crowd builds Knotty becomes increasingly nervous, which slowly takes his attention away from his rope. Normally he would absent mindedly wrap it around himself or stash it away in his saddle bags but with the surge in nerves he completely forgets about it. The rope fails slightly above him, as his mind drifts. Before long it begins twisting and weaving into fantastic knots. Suddenly the rope begins to take on shapes, first a bunny, then a flower. Finally knotty catches a glimpse of his rope becomming a fox and regains control of his manipulation spell. The rope calms and slides into his incredibly beaten up saddle bag. Knotty looks around nervously, wondering if anypony witnessed his out of control spell. Knotty closes his eyes and counts to ten slowly before letting out a slow, very well controlled breath. Upon opening his eyes the realisation sinks in that he is in fact standing in the middle of the Ponyville marketplace. He has taken the first step towards conquering his social phobia, a small smile crosses his face as he looks around for somepony to introduce himself to.
The shrinking shadow of a small building gives Knotty some ammount of comfort, however the morning sun rise threatens to eliminate that entirely within minutes. Knotty forces himself to step out of the last sliver of shadow and begins walking around the market. He limps along, as the market quiclky fills with ponies going about their day. Knotty watches as friends talk and laugh while they shop for the first produce of the day. Already the intoxicating scent of apple pie fills the air as stalls open for business, vendors displaying everything from food to trinkets, clothes, seemingly anything you could ever need all in one place.
As the crowd builds Knotty becomes increasingly nervous, which slowly takes his attention away from his rope. Normally he would absent mindedly wrap it around himself or stash it away in his saddle bags but with the surge in nerves he completely forgets about it. The rope fails slightly above him, as his mind drifts. Before long it begins twisting and weaving into fantastic knots. Suddenly the rope begins to take on shapes, first a bunny, then a flower. Finally knotty catches a glimpse of his rope becomming a fox and regains control of his manipulation spell. The rope calms and slides into his incredibly beaten up saddle bag. Knotty looks around nervously, wondering if anypony witnessed his out of control spell. Knotty closes his eyes and counts to ten slowly before letting out a slow, very well controlled breath. Upon opening his eyes the realisation sinks in that he is in fact standing in the middle of the Ponyville marketplace. He has taken the first step towards conquering his social phobia, a small smile crosses his face as he looks around for somepony to introduce himself to.