DEDICATE YOUR LIFE TO TRUTH.

Standing there, Nahawi took in many breaths that were deep and filled his lungs to the brim before finally he mellowed out enough to listen to Rehoboam with his body softly relaxing back to be more easy going. He hated coming across as a helpless child, but the stallion honestly had no idea what to do and it was eating at him with the need to do something. There were so many horses in the Lagoon now and it seemed as if none of them were even alive. It begged the question of, would they come out of the woodwork once again come elections?


Shaking his head, Nahawi sighed before his body went rigid and his ears tucked tight to his head. His eyes narrowed before a snort left his nostrils, his body showing the emotions he wanted to hold at bay. “I will not be giving my daughter over to them.” Nahawi snapped before suddenly his eyes bugged and he looked about him with his tail lashing. He was not planning on telling anyone that Amarinora was his, but it was already out in the open as he stood there and faintly eyed Rehoboam after a moment. “I cant give her to them after what they've done Rehoboam. With the way they act, I cant afford for her to have the same misguided teachings.” Nahawi did not hate the Peak, but he did hate how they labeled every stallion as a mutt.