They say, "You're a little much for me,
You're a liability"
In the span of a season, Silvanus had made herself a bundle of friends, explored the crossing isle and found her way to Luthien. She had also managed to get herself pregnant, though the swell of her barrel was just beginning to show. It seems like eons ago that the raven colored femme had found her way to the Prairie and come across Shamwari - however her wandering hooves had itched for another adventure. The chestnut brute had been kind and welcoming, but perhaps too tame for her taste. Thus, she had returned to the meadows and met another intriguing soul. The father of her unborn child.
Dances. She knew nearly nothing about him, the moment had easily gotten away with them after a few meaningful, flirty words. The lust of the season overcoming both of their senses. Still, the mare could not say she regretted it. The idea of motherhood was thrilling - an adventure she had not known her heart yearned for until it was upon her.
With this news, and a wide grin over her maw after making two other friends, the flicka had decided it was time to see the Forest, not just the edge on Sham’s border, but the real thing. As Autumn had begun to fade in the start of winter the water had become like claws of ice, digging into her limbs as she propelled herself toward Luthien. A shiver raced across her spine and almost made her rethink her decision. Perhaps it would have been better to wait, but come spring she’d have a little one with her. So, she surged on, teeth gritted and auds pressed to her skull until she finally came across the shoreline surrounded by thick tree trunks and dying green.
Unsteadily, she hauled her bodice from the water and shook what she could off of her coat, mane slapping against her neck. ”Hello?” She nickered, out in the abyss. Perhaps trotting straight into Shamwari’s home had been a bad idea, this time she’d meet the leader of the Forest first.
silvanus
female | friesian mutt | homeless | Luce Stellare (x Dances) | kittyha's optimist