Posted on June 8, 2020 at 05:11:57 PM by S H A M WARI
 Tell me, tell me I survived. As expected, the lean black mare was quick to find me. I watched through the trees as she expertly navigated the varied terrain. I bobbed my head as she approached, a wide grin plastered across my whiskered lips. For a moment, she reminded me of an old friend - a past ally - Valve of the Dunes. My heart lurched in my chest for a second as I revisited those memories, and how intertwined Valve had been with my own mother. "Faolain. It's good to see you." I responded, allowing my gaze to wander a bit. "You've done well for yourself, since this the last time I saw you." I settled in then, shifting my weight over all fours and breathing a heavy sigh. I'd been in the game long enough to understand what came next - Faolain was interested in forging a formal alliance, bonding our two herds to one another, and sharing the responsibility that came when a threat fell upon either land. I've also done this long enough to understand that friends were important - if not the most important - when it came to protecting your family. Faolain had given me no reason to think anything unsavory of her. She was honest and to the point. She was determined and independent. She had all the characteristics of a fine leader. If only it were as simple as that. I followed the mare's lead toward the shade but forgo the opportunity to slip down toward the creek. Instead, my honey-brown gaze remained focused on her as she spoke. I flashed her a short lived smile. She was smart, and willing to admit when she was out of her element. That, in of itself, took guts. "If we're speaking honestly, Faolain, you've already impressed me." I offered with the flick of my red tail. "I think you'll be a fine leader here in the Ridge." "I'd be happy to throw my support behind your name, and bond our two territories. But..." My head came to rise higher over my withers now as I stared down my nose at her. "Have you met your neighbors yet?" "Atlantis has a history of not seeing eye-to-eye with Luthien. The leaders in Paradise and the Shore fought against us in the war." I said plainly. "Rougaru, the leader of Paradise, has never been keen of a mare leading a territory. He's done despicable things to mares he wins in battle - including from my own family." I offer in fair warning. "You're going to have your hands full just by sharing a border with him. The last thing I want to do is add more fuel to his fire, should he find out you have chosen to align yourself with me." The choice, of course, was ultimately Faolain's. But before we could discuss it further, a new figure emerged from the shore, his coat still damped as he limped his way toward us. I cocked my head to one side as I watched him approach. He was careful, but not hostile. He smelled briefly of this place, and I imagined the black mare was his leader. He revered the mare with a tenderness that I waited to see if Faolain would return. When he offered his name, my copper ears flicked forward. "Shamwari." |
Shamwari | Fresian Mutt | Evaline x Rook | Stallion | Chestnut | 15.3 h | Half-brother to Kasabian, Vita Nova, Paradiso | Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl |
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