Belikov was not happy, even if his father visited him every day it didn't help the colt. He grew angrier and hateful of Bjorn day by day. The young colt also very rarely left his mothers side and any time the stallion approach Belikov had made it clear he was welcomed near them. There are plenty of foals here to play with the stallion said. well there were plenty of foals to play with back home where he and his mother belonged.
He had heard his fathers bugle for Bjorn and wondered what was going on. Not long after his father came to visit him and they spent some time together. then
his father groomed Wren a little before heading home. Belikov had watched him longingly a tear in his eye. This was so wrong, this stallion had no right to take his mother and him away from his father. He could see how hard it was for his father to leave them here.
The colt walked along the shore. He didn't care to seek out any one in the herd other then his mother. This herd could be attacked and as long as his mother and him were fine he wouldn't care, he'd love to see this place burn. He knew his father would get them back eventually but the wait was so painful. He couldn't leave his mother though even if he had been allowed to go home. He would take his mother with him to the place they belonged. He just kept walking the beach. |