Dögun
Chocolate eyes look down upon their son, his coat dark, a pitch black. It was a sharp contrast from the pure white coat of his mother. Rökkur, a fitting strong name for the colt at her feet. He would grow to be strong, and this made Dögun's chest swell with pride. As Eviline introduces him to his son, he reaches his dark muzzle forward to just bump the colt lightly, before he steps back from him. He did not want to crowd him, just in case the Rökkur decides to try to stand on his wobbly legs.
Within a few moments the colt tries to climb onto his spindly legs, and a smile spreads across his dark lips. A brave strong colt indeed. He is silent for only a few moments, as he watches the wonder before him. Then he parts his lips to speak. ”He is a strong colt, he will make both of us proud.” His dark eyes search out hers, this was just the beginning.
A soft breeze ruffles his dark mane, summer would soon be upon them. ”Eviline, how do you like it here?” He quietly questions. He hopes that she wants to stay here, they had a connection one night, maybe there was more then just that. He looks at her quietly gaging her reaction to his question.
Grulla - Icelandic - 13.2 hh
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