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Posted on January 27, 2020 at 00:15:24 AM by CAIN
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Cain would alwasy cherish Geneva for she was precious to him. Each of his mares had a story and a different angle at which they came into his life. Geneva came willingly and never faltered in her faith in him. It helped build him into the stallion he was becoming and he knew he wouldn't have been so willing to change if it wasn't for the care she showed him. Geneva was his rock, his anchor, and he didn't know what he would do without her. He hoped he never had to find out. He knew the Desert was never the place she wanted to be but she took the hot climate and the sparse foliage for HIM. He knew that and he would never forget it. He would never stop trying to show his appreciation to her, his gratitude. He hoped that she would reach out to the other mares and they would figure out where they wanted to be in the heirarchy. He knew it was important for a herd that each member knew where they stood in the ranks and he wanted that peace of mind for his mares. He didn't want to choose for them, though. That should be between the mares. He wanted them to be friends, companions. He wanted his children to grow up knowing only love and nourishment. He wanted them to have everything he didn't get the chance to have. As Legolas moved to nurse, Cain couldn't help but watch him, a smile tugging at his lips in affection as his expression softened. He couldn't get enough of watching his children. It was still hard to believe. He was a father now. As Geneva started to speak, he pricked his ears. He lifted his head proudly and nodded. "I would like that. And thank you. I appreciate that you chose me." He reached out, gently lipping at her mane. When he asked if she needed anything, she said that it would always be the same, just his company. He snorted softly and lowered his head in relaxation. Her words made his chest tighten as his tail swished. "I can't imagine anywhere else I'd rather you be, Geneva. You are my rock, my safe place." He studied her face for her response, hoping he wasn't overwhelming her. Love was something he never got to feel or develop, so he didn't know how to put some things into words. He just knew that he liked her company a lot and didn't want her to ever leave. He would do anything for her, including die. She meant so much to him. He wanted her to know as much. Cain_stallion_6yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert Father to: Akello(xVihaan), Legolas(xGeneva), Paisley(xPrimrose) photo by happinesseater@deviantart |
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- The Race of Women - By Geneva February 1, 2020 at 09:46:23 AM
- bite me - By CAIN February 3, 2020 at 11:54:59 PM
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