Posted on November 23, 2012 at 01:22:26 AM by fayte
For it is not the Stars that determine our destiny - but ourselves
Night had again fallen over the Forest and Fayte had left her children in her favorite clearing to go discuss things with Kieron. She was still unsure about him - but she was sure that she could not leave. Her children were to young and the Crossing was no place for a filly at any time and she had to mind Cavier. For all his bravado, he had some difficulties that could not be overlooked.
Fayte might be an overprotective mother, but she had her reasons. She had no reason to trust Kieron just yet. She also didn't want to discuss those things with her daughter there to listen. Pleiades was just too young - though she would be a year soon enough. She waited in the clearing she had met the other stallion in soon enough.
She was cautious, the Forest could be a dangerous place. But she had spent long enough here to know it's secrets too well. If anyone owned it, they could argue it was Fayte. She'd been here for almost two years and few other places. She lived here for now three exchanges of hands and she felt she belonged here. She even looked it. Her easy gait and confident stride said as much.
The deer, foxes, and rabbits knew her. She was a matron of the Forest. And she wanted to stay that way.
fayteFayte might be an overprotective mother, but she had her reasons. She had no reason to trust Kieron just yet. She also didn't want to discuss those things with her daughter there to listen. Pleiades was just too young - though she would be a year soon enough. She waited in the clearing she had met the other stallion in soon enough.
She was cautious, the Forest could be a dangerous place. But she had spent long enough here to know it's secrets too well. If anyone owned it, they could argue it was Fayte. She'd been here for almost two years and few other places. She lived here for now three exchanges of hands and she felt she belonged here. She even looked it. Her easy gait and confident stride said as much.
The deer, foxes, and rabbits knew her. She was a matron of the Forest. And she wanted to stay that way.
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Replies:
- to the fates: - By IMPAZIENZA November 25, 2012 at 06:03:38 PM
- double trouble - By Kieron November 26, 2012 at 02:29:53 AM
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