Desert

Leaders: Nyimara, Asmodeus, Quinn

Stallions: None

Mares: Kara, Kohelet, Rhaynira, Syrax

Foals: Cahyr

bite me
Posted on January 24, 2021 at 10:15:15 PM by CAIN

He hated all the waiting. Melisma was still recovering in the Lagoon and Phoebe needed to be bigger before she could safely make the swim back to Salem. At some point, Cain was wondering if he should just offer to put the filly on his back somehow and bring her. He knew it had be killing Melisma to stay there any longer. At least, no meddling bachelors had tried anything with her or his daughter. He'd have to come back to blood if they even thought about it. His children were not to be touched. Sure, he'd offered a son to Cullen as a negotiation before, but that offer was off the table now. He was desperate to get his pregnant mare back home and he knew his sons were old enough and wise enough to know right from wrong if they were sent to the Lagoon. They were their own men.

But when Cullen took too long, Cain had to challenge anyway and won her freedom back. It felt good, but it wasn't enough. Plus, he had the rest of his herd to worry about. Berit and Cerosi were birthing their children and he wanted to be there for them. He felt torn and he hated it. He wasn't going to leave his herd abandoned like what happened before. He'd promised them never again and he meant it. He got to see Cerosi as she was giving birth, but had no word from Berit yet. Was she late? Was it close to time? He was trying to give his mares space, not wanting to crowd them, but he was concerned. Berit was special to him. She was soft and kind, so much like Geneva. She burrowed her way into his heart so easily with her gentle nature and he didn't want to lose that. He wouldn't, not by choice.

The stallion took to pacing on the shores of Salem, uncertainty and restless energy making his muscles spasm as he trotted and pawed at the soft sand. Snorting, he tossed his head and stomped a hoof with a squeal, his ears pinning to his head. He swore he smelled a foreign stallion's scent near one area of the borders and his tail lifted, battle ready. His head spun around, narrow brown eyes squinting in the Desert sun as he looked for the culprit. He wasn't outright in view, but Cain knew he had to be there somewhere, whether as an oblivious tresspasser or someone hostile and looking for trouble. He would have none of it, especially not right now. The wounds from Cullen were still healing, but they wouldn't stop him from kicking someone else out of his home. The tobiano stallion tore off across the golden dunes, his nostrils flared as he ached to taste their fresh scent so he could hunt them down. There would be blood.

Cain_stallion_8yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert

Father to: Akello(x Vihaan), ~~Legolas(x Geneva)~~, Paisley(x Primrose), Carbon(x ~~Geneva~~), ~~Zena(x Zubeia)~~, Twinge(x Harlequin), Vulcan-adopted (x Berit), Enoch(x Berit), Ahimsa(x Vihaan), Sinai (x Berit), RouLette, (x Harlequin), and Phoebe (x Melisma)

photo by Mark Barrett @ YouTube ("Latcho's Tamborine")

Replies:

You will never forget - By Aries February 21, 2021 at 05:32:25 PM
- bite me - By CAIN February 27, 2021 at 01:37:57 AM
  - You will never forget - By Aries March 11, 2021 at 08:12:54 PM
    - bite me - By CAIN March 17, 2021 at 01:41:09 AM
      - You will never forget - By Aries April 26, 2021 at 01:58:52 AM
        
        bite me - By CAIN April 27, 2021 at 01:00:41 AM
        
        You will never forget - By Aries May 3, 2021 at 01:59:14 AM

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