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Posted on July 23, 2020 at 09:14:19 PM by CAIN
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He didn't blame Cerosi for what happened on the battle field. She was a beautiful mare so it was obvious she would have admirers. He wanted the mares that called the Desert home to have all the freedom of choice without having to worry about safety or a place to come home at night. They were all welcome to explore and make friends and he would never tell them they couldn't go out and see the rest of the islands. He knew there were enemies out there, stallions that would try to force them away, but that's what he was for. He was the buffer so they could live life to the fullest and he didn't regret a second of it. He knew Cerosi was the young explorer and it was only right that she get to go out and see others and meet them. Ironclad must have liked what he saw to come back and challenge for her. Cain only wondered if he would try again later. In the meantime, he hoped to speak with Cerosi and get her thoughts on the matter. She was welcome to keep Ironclad as a friend or whatever she liked, but if Ironclad was trying to force her to do things she did not want, Cain would make him rue the day they met. If Cerosi wanted to go to him, Cain would let her go. She had only to ask. If not, he would gladly keep her in the Desert and continue to protect her. He knew Akello had taken a liking to her as well and he wouldn't be happy when he found out his father had to fight a younger stallion over her. Akello had a fierce protective instinct, just like his mother. If he was old enough, Cain was sure he would have taken the fight himself. He was a knight in shining armor like that. Cain washed away the dirt and grime from the battle, grunting a little as he rolled across a rock on the bottom, scraping it across the bruised area on his side. He finally got back to his hooves and shook out his coat, figuring he might go take a nap but when he inhaled the sweet scent of Cerosi herself, he lifted his head and gave a tired nicker in her direction. She seemed happy enough as she trotted toward him and he could only assume she had no idea what just happened. He gave her a patient smile, his ears pricking forward as she came closer but he knew the moment she saw the marks where Ironclad's hooves hit him. Worry crossed her features as she asked what happened and Cain gave a soft sigh. "Yes, I'm fine. Just casualties of battle, I'm afraid." As she reached her nose toward it, he stood his ground but clenched his jaw, ready to flinch but he didn't dare to move beyond that if it hurt because he didn't want to cause Cerosi any need to fear him. Of course, he told himself, this should be nothing. He'd been hurt much worse in his past. She found her voice again, demanding who did it and he couldn't help but smirk a little bit at the fire she found. Cerosi was usually so sweet and kind; it was refreshing to see this side of her. He wanted her to know the truth. She deserved to know. With a sigh, he lifted a brow and looked at her. "You have an admirer, Cerosi. The young stallion, Ironclad, challenged for you. Since you had asked to make the Desert your home, I battled against him and won. Your freedom is still your own." He watched her carefully for her reaction, hoping she wouldn't be offended that he'd fought over her. Some mares had their pride, after all, but he'd made a promise to all the mares who came here that he would fight for them and defend them. He would die for them, if necessary. 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), photo by JNix@Shutterstock |
Replies:
- wise men wonder - By CEROSI August 2, 2020 at 07:31:36 PM
- bite me - By CAIN August 10, 2020 at 01:39:39 AM
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