Desert
Leaders: Nyimara, Asmodeus, Quinn
Stallions: None
Mares: Kara, Kohelet, Rhaynira, Syrax
Foals: Cahyr
Posted on December 29, 2020 at 01:08:30 AM by CAIN
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The silver mare was quiet in her response, which had his brows furrowing in concern. He could see the guilt gleaming in her eye sand wanted to dispell it away, a soft sigh falling from his lips as he came closer. She was under no oath to breed to only him and he didn't want her to feel badly for falling prey to lust during the Fall. When she said she was alright, he could tell it was dismissive, just a term to banish his concern. He chuckled softly as he met her gaze. "Liar." He could smell the fear in the air and it made his protective nature rumble to life. He wanted to go fight away her demons and comfort her in any way he could, yet he didn't know how he could help in this situation. He didn't know if she was just scared that he would reject her or send her away or if it was something more. She was younger so he could only guess this was her first child so maybe she was scared because of that? Of course, he didn't want to assume anything. At her sudden question of how he was doing, he turned to search her features at first. She must be asking because of Melisma. It was a well known fact by now that the dark mare had been stolen away to the Lagoon. As if to confirm, she said she was sorry to hear about it and asked if there was anything she could do. He reached out to gently breathe in her scent but he didn't touch her, not wanting to do so without permission. "Just stay safe. I hate thinking of anyone being away from home. She's strong, but you can believe as soon as I can get her back, I won't stop until I do." His eyes shone with determination as he snorted and stomped a hoof. His gaze softened as he looked back at Cerosi. "I'm as fine as I'm going to get under the circumstances, though. I know Melisma can handle herself and I've been checking on her and harassing the leader there, doing what I can for her release. At least, everyone else is still around where I can protect them." His gaze swept over the rest of his herd as if to double check, his ferocious protective nature springing to life. The grulla mare stood to shake out her coat and Cain took a small step back, giving her plenty of space to do so without feeling crowded. He could tell as he watched her pretty features that she was miles away in her own mind and once more, his brows furrowed in concern. As her head drooped, he snorted softly and reached out, putting his muzzle beneath her without touching her, as if he would lift her chin. His gaze searched for her own. "It's okay to be afraid, Cerosi. You don't have to be alone through the fear. I can be here for you....or I can get a herd mare, if you'd rather. Whatever you need, it's yours. I want you to know that." Cain_stallion_7yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert Father to: Akello(x Vihaan), photo by Mark Barrett @ YouTube ("Latcho's Tamborine") |
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- wise men wonder - By CEROSI January 2, 2021 at 04:25:42 AM
- bite me - By CAIN January 4, 2021 at 03:11:27 AM
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