Cause this time's only borrowed, I got one life and I'm gonna live it right..
As he suspected she was quick to become defensive of his mare comment, a smile plays at his lips. Games, little games that he could play upon this desert mare. Russet eyes sweep in her direction as she raises her refined head higher into the air, perhaps trying to find the direction that they were traveling. It was in her favor that he had volunteered to take her to the southern tip of Tinuvel, if she would of tried to wander on her own, she could of easily found herself lost. The mountains were like landmarks for grullo pony but for a desert mare such as her, they could easily swallow her whole if she did not know the directions.
"I would say yes, that us breeders.. Would be considered kings. Rulers over these lands. Does this confuse you?" As the chestnut steps forward again, her body language transforms into a more relaxed stance. Yet there was meaning behind her short strides. Was she toying with him? Mocking each stride. Yes, he had short strides but had he not proved that he was more than capable of keeping up with hers? Annoyance flits across his face, she sure knew how to crawl under his hide. As she takes up position slightly behind him, as if trying to make a statement. Slowing his strides, he gives a sidelong glance trying to read the fine tuned mask that covered her inward thoughts.
Dögun keeps a wary eye on her as she continues to speak, confirming that she was new to cultures of the lost islands. Calling him astute, so she thought he was clever, but they way that she spoke the words, made his skin shiver. Unsure of her intentions his hooves travel across the ground lighter, unsure of what she was concocting in that pretty head of hers. but he plays along. "K1A1 is one of my herd mares, she takes on a few duties to keep herself busy. Freya is my lead mare, she is more than capable of this position." She was like another half to him, she assisted with the herd duties, greeting newcomers and what other duty that needed to be done. He was unsure of what he would accomplish with out her by his side.
Pausing he speaks again. "She is more than just a mare to me though, she is my partner. We rule these lands together. I also treat my mares as if they are royalty, their needs before my own." With that he returns his attention to the terrain before them, soon it would level out before abruptly ending at the sea cliffs that line the southern tip. There he would show her to the beach and the nearest island, there they would depart on their separate journeys.
Icelandic | Grullo | 13.2 | King of the Inlet