I'm coming home.... Posted on October 31, 2015 at 06:13:53 PM by Braylen
Braylen
stallion | 15.1hh | palomino tovero | second of the inlet
Braylen had avoided all others after the shame that had filled him for missing Abigial's birthing to his two sons. The painted stallion had even thought about leaving the Inlet all together and returning to the Crossing for some away time. But the stallion knew better than that. With the children around he doubled his watches and patrolled most of the borders every single day. Nothing was about without him knowing, including the small wolf pack he had been keeping an eye on. But the wolves mainly stayed in the Bay and although he worried about their neighbors, the stallion was grateful it wasn't his family who had to face them.
All of the extra work had exhausted the stallion and he had yet to set out for the day. He stood in a nestle of pine trees, his head down even with his withers and his hind hoof cocked into a resting position. Blue eyes half closed, Braylen sighed softly to himself as he attempted some sort of sleep. But the scent of Rufina and the boy at her side roused him enough that he raised his head and flicked his ears forward. He had yet to met any of his children of this season, holding back and staying away since he no longer found himself worthy.