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Posted on May 20, 2020 at 02:10:52 AM by CAIN
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He cared about Harlequin and loved the fire in her spirit. They hadn't had as much time to bond as he'd had with other mares but he knew she was loyal and intelligent. She was a keeper. She took her new title as Guardian very seriously and he'd seen glimpses of her from afar more often than not lately. Maybe after all this had calmed down, he could find some time to get with her one on one. She was definitely showing and he was proud to know she was round with his future child. She was be a good mother. He had no doubt about it and he couldn't wait to see the perfection they created together. He wanted to make sure she wanted for nothing, especially during this time. She seemed healthy and her coat glowed with the sun so he took that as a good sign. As she stepped closer, he felt torn between wanting Vihaan all to himself and wanting them all to live in harmony once more. He could see in her eyes that she wished him comfort. His nostrils flared, taking in the sweet breath she blew toward him and he pricked his ears, his dark eyes glowing with gratitude at the gesture. He knew Harlequin was no softy and this probably wasn't her area of expertise but she was trying for him and that meant a lot. His attention turned back to Vihaan then when it seemed Harlequin was content to keep her distance and let them have a sense of privacy. He appreciated it, knowing her presence there was for him. It meant something, especially now when he felt so alone. Yet he couldn't stop taking in Vihaan in all her exotic beauty. The way she shifted and settled in the sand, the majestic way she dipped her head, even the soft sighs and nicker she gave Harlequin were all like music to his ears. He was addicted on a whole new level when it came to the dunalino mare and maybe he always would be. Her voice was determined when she did speak and he felt compelled to listen, bringing his brown gaze up to meet hers. Her questions made him tense but he took his time in answering, letting his eyes sweep over her healthy form once more before he shook his head. "No, you are not caged. You are free." He felt like her puppet in that moment, repeating her words but knowing somehow that she needed to hear them. She needed to know how he saw her. She was never a victim, not even when she gave herself up for Everglow. She was always in charge, always the one choosing her own fate. Cain admired that and so much more about her. She said she'd stayed away and admitted it was longer than she meant. He tilted his head as she mentioned that he probably wondered why. Of course, he did, but she already knew that so he held his tongue, eager for her to speak more. She wanted to be honest and his eyes glowed with hunger. That's all he'd ever wanted, the truth. With everything going on around, he didn't want someone tripping over his feelings, not right now. He wanted it all laid out on the line. She admitted she felt lost, searching for understanding and hoped to find it here. His eyes widened slightly. How would he know if she found what she was searching for? What if he was found wanting? All his insecurities threatened to swim back to the surface. Then she added on the end, saying the wait was a test for him. He tensed. She told him what he did, nothing. He knew he did nothing. Then she asked why and he found his tongue. "Both. You've always been good about keeping your word so I had no reason to doubt you. I didn't want you to feel pressured to come back. I didn't want to start trouble for you or your family." He glanced away for a moment. It was no secret that Shamwari didn't like him so he was sure parading to the Prairie wouldn't have gone so well. He didn't want to bring drama to her home. That was never his intention. "I started to doubt myself after a while. I started to doubt that I would be worth you coming back. You would find someone better, something more worthy of you. I couldn't bring myself to take that chance away from you." There, he'd admitted his weakness to her, as he always found himself doing when it came to Vihaan. She had a way of getting him to roll out his soul on a silver platter. He could feel some growing tension in the air and he looked to Vihaan, wondering what he could do to alleviate it. What could he do for her? Then she brought up the day she gave birth and the things they talked about, how they laid their souls bare that day. He nodded, his eyes dark and vulnerable, just as they were that day. He would never forget it. He would never forget any of his time with her. She said her heart still felt that same desire and he inhaled sharply, drawing his head back to better study her features. She desired to know him then, for him to know her. She wanted peace and happiness. Finally he let out a sigh and his eyes softened, meeting hers as he asked his only questions. "Am I still important to you, Vihaan? Am I still worth knowing?" As her gaze shifted to Harlequin, he tensed, hoping she wasn't upset about the paint mare's presence. He knew she meant no harm in it, just as Vihaan meant no harm in her words, asking if the mare needed rest, she could come back. Cain wanted to plead for her not to go, to stay with him. His jaw clenched, his teeth gritting. He wanted to be strong in the same breath he wanted to fall apart. Cain_stallion_6yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert Father to: Akello(xVihaan), photo by JNix@Shutterstock |
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- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin June 18, 2020 at 10:28:57 AM
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