S T E R L I N G
I'll give you bonafied lovin', oh oh oh oh
The type that makes me feel old
I'll give you bonafied lovin', oh oh oh oh
The type that makes me feel old
It didn't take him long to come to her. The soft greeting causing a flutter to bounce through her stomach. Soft, doe eyes would turn and peer at the stallion as he moved to stand before her. His words causing a jovial smile to crease her features. Seemingly amused by his words as he was. She felt like more of a lady now. He seemed to have noticed it as well.
"The dunes have been kind to me. I think I'm still growing but I do hope I've filled out well"
Shaking forelock from her features. Posture relaxing and focus on the stallion before her. He was right, he was still thin, yet it seemed to suit him. She didn't really mind his appearance and his coat coloring seemed to shine through in the desert heat. Much more then it had in the snow dampened land of the main island.
"Am I pretty, Sato?", like any young woman she wanted to hear some one tell her she was pretty. That she had filled in well and that she could attract the boys now. Her mother had always been a mess, never one to care about her appearance or care if a stallion looked at her. She however was different. She strived to look nice and hoped that she'd turned out to be a lovely creature. Being so close to Satos age she felt as if his opinion mattered above all others.
He was her keeper. He protected the herd and his lands from any stray brutes that might wish to steal them away. So it only made sense for her to feel more connected to him. He'd taken her in when her mother had abandoned her. When no one would so much as cast a second glance at a gangly, ugly filly shivering in the snow. For that she would always be grateful. He was her savior and she wished dearly to make him as happy as possible.
"I have yet to see the herd but I hope to do so soon. Now that I know the Dunes well", and she hadn't been sure if Sato would want her to stay or not. She was old enough now to be claimed by a stallion. "If that is you would like me to stay here. Since I'm old enough now to be considered a mare", there's a stirring in her chest. Worried that he might perhaps decide to send her on her way. Truthfully she feared meeting another stallion. They were all older then her and perhaps not as patient as Sato had been with her.
Seal Brown Dun (EE Ata Dd)/Mare/Two/15HH/Aralusian Mix
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