The Lost Islands
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the ancestor's relic

Olaf had been worried during the swim from Salem that Gravewolf would run into difficulty. Although he was strong, it was still a very tough journey for such a young foal. He had thought Chianti and Freya might have given birth before they left but had been glad to see that both were still heavy with foal. While the swim was not great for the expectant mothers, it could have feel fatal for newborns. The gods had truly been good to him despite the loss he had suffered. He had lost a home he didn’t really like and gained the one where he belonged - though the loss of A’idah had been a huge blow. At least the herd would be more comfortable in the forest; he could decide what to do about A’idah later.

The mares were engrossed in chatter when he returned, no doubt speaking of the events that had just unfolded and what it all meant. After welcoming them officially to their new home, Olaf let them get back to their talks while he dipped his head to graze. He spotted Jörmungandr approaching some of the other mares just as Freya began to approach him and he lifted his head to greet her. His caramel eyes drifted over her and similarly coloured foal that now hugged her side. Swallowing a mouthful of grass, he outstretched his muzzle to exchange breaths with the mare and his ears pricked forward at her words.

How was he? Irritated, yet happy; Exhausted but somehow energised; in pain but felt as if he could fly. It was a strange turn of events that had brought the here. The dark stallion snorted softly, contemplating how to answer such a normally easy question. ”Better than expected” he said finally, with all the confidence of knowing they were all finally where they were supposed to be. "And you Freya? You must be tired." his gaze travelled down to the foal at her side, "Does the new addition have a name?". Olaf knew better than to reach down to the child. While Freya seemed comfortable enough for now, he knew that mothers could be incredibly protective over their newborns. He would wait to get to know the filly until Freya had given him the okay.
stallion // clydesdale/shire/quarter horse // sixteen.two // smoky black // EE/aa/nCr // kisei x ársæl


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