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Posted on July 6, 2020 at 05:21:17 AM by Solomon
Solomon
Her comment stirs laughter, bold and true and he eyes her with delight. She was a different breed entirely and he found himself growing fond of her already. She teased him openly, without malice and he responded to it readily, genuinely enjoying himself. That was not to say that he didn't love the kind of give and take that looked more like a sparring match, but this easy conversation was a rare treat and he reveled in the freeness it offered him.
"Indeed I am. Very respectable and adult of me, I might add." He teased her in return, his manner light. There was no doubt that the days of wild and reckless youth had passed some time ago for him, his body lacked the uneven balance and mismatched proportions that often denoted those still growing into themselves. He stood at the prime of his life, and he was not unaware of his own good looks. The signs of Ensign's youth are slight, but not hidden, shown in her eagerness for light and the promise of a future to come in her body.
As they slow, she looks away from him and it takes it as permission to admire her beauty once more. Her coat glittered where the sun touched it, highlighting the lean shape of her body as she moved lithely at his side. He longed to touch here it glowed, to stow away the chasteness of this first meeting in favor of exploring what each other's bodies had to offer. Fall lurked on the horizon, the promise of the season thrumming in his blood every time he thought of it.
As if in step with his own thoughts, she mentions family and he finds that his affection for her triples in size. An eager smile returns to his lips, even as she draws him in with an expert flutter of her long lashes. Nothing in Solomon's life mattered as much to him as his own legacy, in protecting and growing his herd so that his children, and their children, could grow up knowing that there was always someone to protect them.
Enamored with the mare he stills to a halt, ready to say whatever it is that will convince her to leave with him now. She asks of his herd and it stills his tongue for only a moment. The size of his herd was larger than most, and growing as he worked diligently to make sure the Cove was a lively place. But many mares, especially those that lacked maturity, balked at the knowledge of how many called the Cove home, mistakenly believing that they would lack for his attention and care.
He trusts this golden coated enchantress, however. Her desire for a large family aligns with his own and the intense expression on his face molds into something softer and more intimate. "I do. It is a fair-sized herd, compared to most on the Isles."
"My young sons would love to meet you." For a moment he stays quiet, keeping his gaze on hers until he chuckles and softens his tone. "I'll have to make sure they don't monopolize your attention."
And daughters, and even Raptor, if he had to guess. The spotted filly was not of his blood but she'd been bereft of playmates her age and he wouldn't be surprised if the young mare reached out to Ensign for company. Even the other herd mares would warm to another friendly face. In truth, mentioning his sons served multiple purposes for him, or so he hoped. The conversation between the two of them had flowed easily, but he wanted to give her every incentive to come with him of her own free will. And, selfishly, he wouldn't mind if the thought of children planted a seed in her mind in the coming weeks as summer gave way to fall.
OOC: Leave and pick up a new one in the Cove? Or we can keep going with this one! I don't mind :D
"Indeed I am. Very respectable and adult of me, I might add." He teased her in return, his manner light. There was no doubt that the days of wild and reckless youth had passed some time ago for him, his body lacked the uneven balance and mismatched proportions that often denoted those still growing into themselves. He stood at the prime of his life, and he was not unaware of his own good looks. The signs of Ensign's youth are slight, but not hidden, shown in her eagerness for light and the promise of a future to come in her body.
As they slow, she looks away from him and it takes it as permission to admire her beauty once more. Her coat glittered where the sun touched it, highlighting the lean shape of her body as she moved lithely at his side. He longed to touch here it glowed, to stow away the chasteness of this first meeting in favor of exploring what each other's bodies had to offer. Fall lurked on the horizon, the promise of the season thrumming in his blood every time he thought of it.
As if in step with his own thoughts, she mentions family and he finds that his affection for her triples in size. An eager smile returns to his lips, even as she draws him in with an expert flutter of her long lashes. Nothing in Solomon's life mattered as much to him as his own legacy, in protecting and growing his herd so that his children, and their children, could grow up knowing that there was always someone to protect them.
Enamored with the mare he stills to a halt, ready to say whatever it is that will convince her to leave with him now. She asks of his herd and it stills his tongue for only a moment. The size of his herd was larger than most, and growing as he worked diligently to make sure the Cove was a lively place. But many mares, especially those that lacked maturity, balked at the knowledge of how many called the Cove home, mistakenly believing that they would lack for his attention and care.
He trusts this golden coated enchantress, however. Her desire for a large family aligns with his own and the intense expression on his face molds into something softer and more intimate. "I do. It is a fair-sized herd, compared to most on the Isles."
"My young sons would love to meet you." For a moment he stays quiet, keeping his gaze on hers until he chuckles and softens his tone. "I'll have to make sure they don't monopolize your attention."
And daughters, and even Raptor, if he had to guess. The spotted filly was not of his blood but she'd been bereft of playmates her age and he wouldn't be surprised if the young mare reached out to Ensign for company. Even the other herd mares would warm to another friendly face. In truth, mentioning his sons served multiple purposes for him, or so he hoped. The conversation between the two of them had flowed easily, but he wanted to give her every incentive to come with him of her own free will. And, selfishly, he wouldn't mind if the thought of children planted a seed in her mind in the coming weeks as summer gave way to fall.
OOC: Leave and pick up a new one in the Cove? Or we can keep going with this one! I don't mind :D
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