This was a bad idea. Nimbus should have kept these two worlds separate. He didn't know where to begin now that the varnished roan's words cut him as though they were razor blades and Amour's words beat him like a club. The decision was made for him; she walked ahead determined to climb the dune to his perch for introductions. That left his friend the bomb next to him with a lit fuse.
This was the most he'd heard him think. He could not let him stop. "It's nice to hear you finally speak with some passion, Amour. Are finally done drifting emptily through life, or are you still using your precious mare's death as an excuse to shut down?!" Nimbus shouted to try an agitate more thought from the beast. "Your kind of crime has no victims other than you and your daughter. So think, Amour! Think! What have you given Kahawa! Have you really taught her the way of the world or were you just a spectator as she grew up? You should know better than that; the nicest people in the world are those who have been hurt the worst because they do not wish their fate upon others. But do you fit that profile!?"
Nimbus gasped for air. His muscles were tense and he broke a light sweat. It was difficult tearing someone apart that he cared about, but again, it was for the best. "So, nameless one," Nimbus said, his words still steaming, to the mare that walked in front of him. "If you haven't noticed this is a high tension moment you've walked in on, but I ask you to stay. You'll have to tell me more about this stallion you met, and I might need your help not beating my friend to the ground." Also, I want your opinion, Nimbus thought as if she could here him. If I play my cards right, Amour will remain out of his mourning haze. I'll need your opinion about how fit he is to stay if he is not driven away.
Clydesdale mutt | stallion | 17.1hh | blue roan sabino | 5 years