The Lost Islands
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I'm coming home....

Braylen

stallion | 15.1hh | palomino tovero | second of the inlet


Braylen watched Isobel's face closely; her expressions always key to what she wanted. He felt a sense of relief when her eyes turned soft and her ears did not pin, so the stallion took that as his cue that he could approach. Moving closer to them, the stallion reached out his nose to nuzzle along the quiet mare's neck; the dampness there lingering from the stress of birth. After greeting her, his blue eyes drifted over to the healthy looking foal. She resembled her mother which brought a smile to Braylen's features. "She is beautiful" he whispered, reaching over to gently brush his lips across the filly's delicate skin.


The change of wind brought Braylen back to reality though as the smell of wolf drifted through the air. Head jerking away, his blue gaze cast back the way he had come but didn't see the predator. "We should leave this place and get you both somewhere safe" he said, glancing back to Isobel. They would travel as slow as they both needed, but the scent of birth was attracting the enemy. Tail swishing impatiently, the stallion again turned his gaze away and raised his crown as high as he could hold it. Ears pushing forward and blue eyes alert, he would take his family further inland to a cave he knew where they could keep warm for the filly's first night.


ooc: I'm so sorry it took me so long to reply x.x we can start a new one if you'd like?

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