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Posted on August 16, 2012 at 03:41:25 PM by El Aran
It could have been because of his fight that Encantador seemed so tired, but El Aran thought his weariness sank deeper than flesh. Dany had been gone for over half a year, now, and the herd still seemed to be lacking something. Her warmth and easy camaraderie, perhaps. El Aran knew she was not the most approachable horse in the Desert, but she did her best by the herd. Just as she knew Encantador did. She would not find fault in him for his choice of battle, for she trusted his priorities leaned toward what was best for the herd. "Did you win?" she asked as he leaned against her. It was important only in that she wanted to know if they would have another addition to their herd. There were quite a few new scents in the Desert she had yet to investigate. It would be good to have a number in her head to check against as she met each individual. Her ears flipped back at the deprecating statement he directed at himself. "You are not an idiot," she told him firmly. "You are a good band stallion and I am proud to call you my partner. Our herd will grow stronger yet, Encantador, with or without the crown of Salem. And," she continued as she passed her lips across the long slope of his back, "I would see this family rebuilt." She lifted her head and twisted her ears toward the dunskin stallion as her dark eyes searched his face. El Aran’s first child had been conceived with a stranger. She had never gotten the stallion’s name nor seen him again, and that was just fine with her. But Encantador was her partner, her friend. She cared how he felt. "That is, if you feel I would carry a worthy foal," she said. Chin tucked and ears pointed forward, El Aran stood with her shoulders squared and her tail half flagged to wait for Encantador’s assessment. So the brood mares had stood in the desert as they waited for their lead stallion’s approval, and so the seer stood now. Aşk's eighth eye
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- he calls her name and hears only an echo - By E N C A N T A D O R August 16, 2012 at 05:11:57 PM
- x - By Canta August 16, 2012 at 05:12:19 PM
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