~ where innocences burn in flames.
Ears flick atop his crown as she mentions that she is carrying one of their foals. His brow raises momentarily as she continues to explain that she hopes the stallion would protect her. He knows of the stallions of the Lagoon and he hopes for her sake that she has found the one good one. "As long as my brother is in the Lagoon, you are not safe... He is ruthless and bloodthirsty and these are two of his better qualties," his voice darkens as he speaks of his brother.
He tilts his head as she mentions her mother in the Forest, interesting indeed. "Who is your mother?" he asks. He probably wouldn't know who she is, but it helps to piece together this mysterious girl. "The Ridge is a safe place to raise your child, and I will insure that it stays that way."
He had doubled his patrols and even been out to find help in keeping the Ridge safe.
He listens as she mentions her mother may want to take her from here, and a smile tugs at his lips. "If she comes here I will explain what has happened," he says with a nod of his crown.
"Would you like a drink of water?" he asks.
Björn - Icelandic mutt - 10 years old - Grullo Sabino
Bera Konung of the Ridge