A Mystic's Myth or Fable... Posted on December 20, 2015 at 07:40:43 PM by Ailill
At first startled by her surprise in his greeting, Ailill shifted back and away, worried that he had upset or seriously frightened her. It was never his goal to put anyone around him at unease. Particularly those who shared his home with him. A flicker of panic and concern lingered in his chest as he tried to figure out a way to right this situation. But she breathed out, and relaxed, the tension flowed out of his small body as well. His smile spreads across his lips, his nose touching hers gently. Behind him his wispy tail batted against his flesh, showing what would one day be a whip of pleasure.
He frowned at her words. Even so young he could feel the desire in him to keep this woman around. If not because she was a mare, and he was a stallion (to be), but because she sounded lonely and everyone deserved to have someone they could talk to. Even if he was just that. A face and a smile to talk to, to give her a place she could go. A single golden ear flicked, and the smile spread once again. Whether she chose to stay or go, he came to the conclusion Paradise would always be open to her and hers. The rest of her words bring his grin to a beaming smile.
“I would love for you to stay! The sun will shine only brighter.” He ducked his head mischeviously and with pleasure when finally he can see her own small attempt at a grin. Thrilled by even this small gesture, the colt trotted around her happily, the sand kicking up from his hooves. The movement stopped and he turned to look at her, though occasionally the muscles under his skin rippled with his continued excitement. “I have looked, but I would love to see what you have to show me!”