Name: Croakus Appearance Doll: Snow Crocus AD Guardian: @LumiGloom Give Love! Bio: Croakus is a very well mannered but shy goatling. He is easily spooked, and can't stand the dark. The cloak draped around his shoulders is somewhat of a security blanket, the soft faux fur of the cloak mimicking the presence of another goatling, which he found comforting in many scary situations. He wears a brown feather he found dropped by an owl behind his right ear.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry," a hushed voice sounded, golden eyes falling to the floor. "I- I didn't mean to interrupt."

A soft blue gaze fell on the shorter goat, sympathetic, yet confused. "Interrupt? Dear boy, there was no one speaking for you to interrupt."

"I must have, I can feel it in my hooves," The goat with golden eyes scraped at the ground. "I have interrupted your thoughts, and I haven't stopped since you are now focused on me and not your mind. I am sorry; I will leave."

"Don't," The bigger goat stepped forward. "Don't go. You see, there was no one here speaking to me, but now there are sounds coming from your chest. You must be speaking to me. Please, I am lonely. Don't go. I like to hear you speak."

The goat with golden eyes looked suspicious, but he sat down with his long ears drooping more than usual. "You can't be sure?"

"I am," The bigger goat replied, sitting next to him. "My thoughts have gone uninterrupted for too long. What you have done is saved me from my mind. So please, fill my mind with new thoughts. What is your name?"

The goat with the cloak on his shoulders and the golden eyes blinked slow. "I am Croakus, and I am scared."

The bigger goat flicked her tail. "Of what are you scared?"

Croakus shrugged. "I do not know. Everything. Anything."

"If you do not know, why are you scared?" The bigger goat pressed.

Croakus breathed slow. "I am scared of not knowing, so I am scared."