Qibli slowly trailed a finger in the water as he thought, absentmindedly singing a quiet, slow song. His voice definitely could pass for a country star as he sang one of the most well known songs out there. "Nibblin on sponge cake... watching the sun bake... all of those tourists covered in oil. Strumming my six string, on my front porch swing, snell those shrimp hey they're beginning to boil. Wasted away again in margaritaville... searching for lost shaker of salt... some people claim that there's a woman to blame but I know... it's my own darn fault..." He trailed off at the end of the song, thoughtful. Music had always helped him think, and apparently he just made his own.

She saw him and rode to him clapped "i thought there was a country singer over here " she looked the man up and down and thinks 'hes kinda cute' she looks him in the eyes as silver throws his head

Qibli jerked his head around, startled, as he heard clapping and hooves. He quickly climbed to his feet. How hadn't he heard them approaching? +Probably because you were too wrapped up in your stupid singing. Next time just stick with the guitar+ He thought with a quiet huff, his grey eyes conveying his surprise as she spoke. "Pfft, very funny. My singing is horrible. Sorry you had to hear it." He answered, running a hand through his hair, a slightly nervous habit he had aquired.

"no its really good " she bit her lip and jumped off silver "qibli right"

Qibli looked mightily unconvinced. His gaze flitted to the ground for a second before he responded. "Yes.. and I seem to remember you as Amy." he answered. Timid could desribe him at first, as he did not have that much confidence around strangers and would rather not speak at all. However, once he got to know someone, he could really open up. It just took time.

"i didnt get think you for catching my horse so thanks i dont know what i would do with out him "she looked at the tall mans hair eyes and lips his jawline then to lips why could she not stop looking at his lips ugh!?

Qibli's sharp gaze held Amy's for a second before he glanced away. "It was no problem, really. He's a beautiful horse, and I didn't do much." He answered quietly, his light blonde hair twisted slightly from his running his hand through it. She was a rather pretty girl, he couldn't help noticing, but he was much too hesitant to do or say anything. Plus it would be rude. They just met.

"so are you-i mean your horse!" Crap she thought and turned red looking away

Qibli glanced up at her word stumble. Ooookay that was weird, but he couldn't read into it or otherwise his hope that SOMEONE in the world might like him just a TINY bit would come crashing down like a tidal wave. "Thanks.. my horse is a nice one..."

"yep she's really pretty " she looked back him with a slight blush