Nikola's uneasiness moved to irritation when she replied, her voice hard despite her 'revelation' on him choosing her. Vesti was still captive and doing miserable, he was sure. That place was hell on earth.. and he'd left her there. "What would joo have me do, leave joo lookin' all skin and bones? Ay yee!" snorting loudly before pivoting on his back hooves. Gone was his feeling of guilt over losing them in the first place, replaced by the anger he felt towards Pierce for not taking care of herself, misery at having to choose between them in the first place. Doubt, that he'd chosen the wrong mare to bring back home.
He started to walk away, but he regained his composure and turned back to her, obvious pain in his eyes. If he were to go after Badr, to try and force his way back to Vesti, he would be gaining and long time enemy and putting the rest of his family in danger. Foals were calling him daddy now and he was sure to sire more along the way.. he couldn't afford to risk losing everything over one woman. It was just how it was. Even now he wasn't sure he was out of hot water with the liver chestnut brute. He took a deep breath, letting it out in a defeated sigh. "Welcome home.."
Aralusian | Grullo (EE aa Dd) | 15 hh | Five | Fuchs
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