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Let there be fire.
Posted on October 23, 2012 at 07:36:35 PM by BADR

Beschea

What Badr would not understand, was the ownership that one had over a child. Though fully aware that he had done his part in creating the colt standing between himself and the sorrel mare, the golden maned stallion was not entirely sure whether he would be so forward as to say that this was his son, and that he was deserving of such a title as being a father. More than glad to allow Vesti to imprint on the child and to pour over her son, the stallion lingers back a bit, his head still cautiously bowed to the new mother and her child.

At Vesti’s soft answer to his own gentle nicker, Badr inches forwards, dropping his head even more to offer a good sniff in the direction of the colt, cementing that the boy was healthy and that he was, indeed, the product of some strange evening scandal between the two much larger chestnut creatures. After greeting the boy, the sand king lifts his head and turns his attention towards Vesti.

Over many years, he had seen that women would be severely weakened after bearing their children, and often the desert would take the life of the mother in the stead of bringing a new child into the life of the herd. Skimming across the woman’s face and dropping to her body, he does not see anything that immediately screams whether she is ill or injured, thankfully. “How are you?” He asks, hoping that the answer will be no more serious than her expressing that she is tired.

badr
The misguided jailbird.
stallion. flaxen liver chestnut. unknown crossbreed.
ee aa ff. fifteen & three hands. eight years. russell.
html & character by Russell
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ooc: god, my cat coughs up better articulated crap than this post D:

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