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Kieron
not everything is dark


Kieron couldn't help but smile at her. She was so cute and innocent that he didn't have the heart to even jokingly tell her no. he watched her every movement with a keen eye. observed the way she moved and how she responded to things in general. all of her pent up energy, that he could only imagine had been building over a great deal of time. the sun glistened of her dappled hide and accentuated her dapples and her figure. the ripple of what muscles she did carry. a very feminine figure that was very attractive. he would keep a protective wing over her. if that meant he had to be paranoid, then so be it.

"Please, feel free to look around. this is your home too, now. and please, yscha, call me kieron."

The chestnut cob knew that by allowing her to address him personally, he had allowed her private access. but he wanted it that way. he felt close to this mare and he did not want any uncomfortableness between the pair. he wanted her to know without a doubt that she belonged to him ad he would take care of her. he would provide her with a safe home to raise their offspring, and plenty of vegetation, and someone she could trust to protect her. he could already say he felt almost complete. but he did desire to have a bigger herd.

The day proved to be a gorgeous summer day, and Kieron pictured foals frolicking about. he pictured yscha as a mom. she would be a good mom. her patience, but optimism for living would be good for the foal to grow up with. a positive outlook on life never hurt anyone. he watched the sunlight dance merrily over the trees, and the leaves, and the grass that had succeeded to poke through. he had already started on cleaning up the forest floor, and he could tell the difference already. all his hard work was paying off.

Lifting his dial to the gray, dappled mare, he smiled, as he had forgotten her offer to help. smiling, he answered her, "if you would like, the forest floor still needs help with removing small branches and the like, so the grass can grow back.

The steed looked to his mare for her response. she was so bold in her actions, that he looked forward to her reactions, and discovering new features about her. he knew each day with her would never be boring. and he couldn't help but look forward to each new day.

::|:: draft cob ::|:: 17hh ::|:: chestnut ::|:: stallion ::|::

Forest, Luthien




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