Posted on July 1, 2012 at 07:32:23 AM by nikola
 Things were feeling dull around here. The drizzling rain that had once brought him joy was now just a burden, wetting his forelock so that he had to constant shake his head to free his sight. Perhaps he would have Larka pull at the hair and free his eyes. Until then he'd practice his Beiber impression, constantly flicking it off to the side for it to return when he bent to nibble at the grass below. Not that he had an appetite. It hadn't been too terribly long since Aliyana and her party stumbled upon his shore missing a foal. His stomach churned miserably thinking about the little bundle he'd coaxed into the water. A kelpie, he'd brought him to his doom without even realizing it. Stupid. Constantly berating his thoughts. How was he to know? The man had no experience with children and certainly didn't have any of his own. So instead of enjoying the weather or spending time with some of his girls, he stood alone, slumped, in the drizzle, blaming himself. Taking a few soggy steps this way, nibble, slosh slosh slosh. Sigh. How long would the guilt last? The miserable feeling of his stomach coiling with snakes, his throat clenched at its base. Little did he know that as he sulked, helping no one, the little foal had been spat out by the sea. The sun, which only made short appearances from behind heavy clouds, had died and before he knew it night had come. Instincts drove him to gather his herd at night, ever watchful for predators and strangers alike. Hollowpoint had recently joined him to look after the place but he had yet established any nighttime schedule. Shaking his mane out pointlessly, he began to make a more steady trek in the direction of his usual nighttime haunt. Raising his head to the sky, he called out his usual bedtime call, harking ears swiveling 'top his head waiting for replies. Peirce, he was sure, would not show. Plotting his demise in the shadows, no doubt. That's when he heard it. The smallest cry, hoarse and squeaky. And then another. He fell quiet, still, ears perked, eyes wide looking towards the shore. There it was again and he didn't wait for another. His heard banging in his chest with hope he prayed wasn't false, Nikola closed the distance between him and the small figure in breakneck speed. "Balderdash!" he cried out, as if he were the youngin' father, long lost. He hit the brakes, skidding passed the little thing, sand flying from his hooves as he scrambled to right himself. Nose was pressed insistently against the spotted foal he'd thought for dead. "P'tit Boug, are you right?" forgetting his mask in the frenzy, snuffling his nose all over the little body looking for damage. "Y'momma's gonna be right happy t'see you, lil'bon!" Overexcited and downright ecstatic, he pranced around the spot where he'd found the spotted colt, calling loud and urgent for the mares. Aliyana was sure to be right there to greet her youngin'. How manly of you, Nikola. N I K O L A |
Replies:
- You've Stolen My Heart - By Aliyana&Jabberwocky July 1, 2012 at 02:52:35 PM
- your reality is lies - By b a l d e r d a s h July 6, 2012 at 02:03:08 AM
- La Famille - By nikola July 7, 2012 at 02:57:59 PM
- You've Stolen My Heart - By Aliyana&Jabberwocky July 9, 2012 at 10:45:57 PM
- your reality is lies - By b a l d e r d a s h July 11, 2012 at 08:26:37 PM
- Don gep don sleep. - By nikola July 16, 2012 at 07:29:06 AM
- [x] - By . July 17, 2012 at 05:06:01 PM
- Don gep don sleep. - By nikola July 16, 2012 at 07:29:06 AM
- your reality is lies - By b a l d e r d a s h July 11, 2012 at 08:26:37 PM
- You've Stolen My Heart - By Aliyana&Jabberwocky July 9, 2012 at 10:45:57 PM
- La Famille - By nikola July 7, 2012 at 02:57:59 PM
- your reality is lies - By b a l d e r d a s h July 6, 2012 at 02:03:08 AM
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