The Lost Islands
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The art of love is largely the art of persistence


Skylar was grateful that Lyden heeded her warning, staying back for some time before the fierce protectiveness died down. As he approached, making sure to stand on the opposite side of the child the painted woman felt a burden lift free of her shoulders, making her head lower and her eyes briefly shut. So easy it would be for her to buckle back down to the ground, to slip off into a slumber she may never wake from. But the suckling child was what kept her standing, her ears tipping towards Lyden’s spoken words.


“Braylen” she murmured, opening her eyes to swing her head around and brush her lips across the boy’s back. It as suiting enough and Skylar found no reason to change it. “Very well.” She agreed before looking to the father. His offer was tempting but Skylar was a proud creature and she hesitated on the notion. Slowly though she reached her head over, leaning it against the stallion’s shoulder with a soft sigh pushing its way through her nostrils. The warmth of his skin despite the sweat that still clung to hers was comforting. Skylar could feel the tense muscles begin to relax beneath her skin as she listened to his steady heart beat within his chest.


When Braylen was done with his first meal, Skylar raised her head away from Lyden to peer back at the boy who curiously but sleepily looked out at the surrounding trees. He wore a white milk mustache which caused a smile to creep across the tired mother’s face. “Let’s find a more suitable place for a nap.” Giving the boy a soft nudge, Skylar stepped away from them both to lead the way to a more safer place from the birth scent left in the small clearing.


When she had finally found a nice quiet spot among some thick trees, Skylar allowed her tired form to lower back to the ground. Braylen copied his mother, lying against her chest so that her neck protectively lay over him as Skylar rested her muzzle upon her ground. Eyes rolling up towards Lyden she gave him a soft smile to reassure him that she would be fine before allowing them to close for a restful sleep.
mare, crossbreed, blue roan tobiano, Ee aa Rr nT, 15.0hh.
styrke x hespera.
frost.
html by russell 2013 onwards.image by frost.



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