Dögun
We'll ride in the gathering storm
Dögun is caught in those moment, her muzzle against his cheek, her comforting words washing over him. As the last rays of the evening sun streak across the evening sky, it twinkles in her cerulean eyes. The simple beauty that enveloped the two horses, the quiet enveloped them for a moment until more pressing matters began to consume them. Dögun knew that K1A1 was growing bored with herd life, she was not a herd life kind of mare. She needed a purpose it seemed, but he was not sure what he could offer her. As Freya speaks she brings to life his worries.
Quietly he contemplates all of the words she spoke, catching himself nodding along with her in agreement. "K1A1 was one of the first mares who had came to the Inlet with me. This has been consuming my thoughts since that day. I know that she was different, but I am not sure what I can do to keep her busy. What do you think we should do?" A sigh escapes his lips, being a herd stallion was a daunting task.
"I do not want her leaving either, I enjoy her company, even if it is hard to get a conversation out of her." A smile touches his dark lips, their first meeting had been quite eventful. The K1A1 and him would of been quite the sight, him being the size he was speaking with her. But he had not been afraid of the large mare, her words had been short, yet he still tried to talk to her. He could sense there was something off about her.
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Icelandic | Grullo [ Ee aa Dd] | 13.2 hh
King of the Inlet
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