Posted on October 22, 2012 at 05:02:14 PM by Vesti & Grai
||grai||colt||<1 spring||15.2hh||chestnut||mixed||son of the dune king||[badr x vesti]||
||vesti||mare||4 springs||15.0hh||sorrel||morgan x quarter horse||mare of the dunes||grai [x badr]||
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||vesti||mare||4 springs||15.0hh||sorrel||morgan x quarter horse||mare of the dunes||grai [x badr]||
“Come on,” Vesti called. “It isn’t much further.” She was a protective mother. That was typical of someone in her position. Someone in her fragile mental state. Though, she had not heard the Voice since Grai had been born. That was why she had named him such. She believed that the Voice had left her and taken the physical form of her lovely son.
The small colt trotted not too far behind his mother. He could not match her stride, of course, but he tried his hardest. He already showed the signs of enjoying the gallop. He would bolt every which way. He was already a master at the slide down the dunes. Oh, he was having a blast.
Vesti was moving from the first oasis to the large one. It had colder waters and that was where society was. She didn’t want to take away from her son the company he deserved. Of course, Grai had no idea of such things. He was having too much fun.
“Grai,” She called again, a little irritated as he trotted off to investigate some half-buried, dead plant. “Grai.” She trotted over to see where the young colt’s eyes were. She could see a new mare coming across the sands. That was odd - she didn’t think Badr was claiming anyone new.
She had been in the dunes long enough to know how dangerous it was to simply wander. Especially when Vesti recognized the lost look about her. Grai was fascinated. In fact, he was destined to be a curious creature. He started forward, sliding down the dune.
“Grai!” Vesti called out to no avail. She was forced to follow her colt across the way towards the approaching mare. At least she could help.
Grai, as it was, would reach the newcomer first. Fearless, and bold, the dune boy would never be quite his mother’s nature. He trotted right up to the strange mare. He was too young to make much in the way of conversation, so he let out a squeak to get attention.
He might be a heartbreaker one day.
The small colt trotted not too far behind his mother. He could not match her stride, of course, but he tried his hardest. He already showed the signs of enjoying the gallop. He would bolt every which way. He was already a master at the slide down the dunes. Oh, he was having a blast.
Vesti was moving from the first oasis to the large one. It had colder waters and that was where society was. She didn’t want to take away from her son the company he deserved. Of course, Grai had no idea of such things. He was having too much fun.
“Grai,” She called again, a little irritated as he trotted off to investigate some half-buried, dead plant. “Grai.” She trotted over to see where the young colt’s eyes were. She could see a new mare coming across the sands. That was odd - she didn’t think Badr was claiming anyone new.
She had been in the dunes long enough to know how dangerous it was to simply wander. Especially when Vesti recognized the lost look about her. Grai was fascinated. In fact, he was destined to be a curious creature. He started forward, sliding down the dune.
“Grai!” Vesti called out to no avail. She was forced to follow her colt across the way towards the approaching mare. At least she could help.
Grai, as it was, would reach the newcomer first. Fearless, and bold, the dune boy would never be quite his mother’s nature. He trotted right up to the strange mare. He was too young to make much in the way of conversation, so he let out a squeak to get attention.
He might be a heartbreaker one day.
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Replies:
- asleep or dead? - By earthshine November 3, 2012 at 08:19:15 AM
- a midst a thousand voices - silence echoes - By Vesti & Grai November 6, 2012 at 00:19:29 AM
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