Desert
Leaders: Nyimara, Asmodeus, Quinn
Stallions: None
Mares: Kara, Kohelet, Rhaynira, Syrax
Foals: Cahyr
Posted on February 27, 2021 at 01:05:43 AM by CAIN
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He knew if Ironclad was any kind of decent, which he suspected the younger stallion was at least trying to be, then he would come to see Cerosi and his offspring soon enough. That's why, when he saw the gray figure approaching from the water, he didn't roar a challenge and charge at him like the protector in him wanted to. Instead, he nodded his head in greeting if the stallion looked his way and turned to go about his business, leaving them to have a private meeting so he could meet his daughter. Cain had already had that pleasure. Kara was beautiful. He was sure Ironclad would be proud to call her his. He had a pang in his chest when he thought about whatever kind of relationship they might have. Would Cerosi eventually leave him for Ironclad? He knew it was a possibility but he tried not to think about it too much. She was welcome to leave any time of course. He would never force her to stay. He wanted her to be happy, wherever that would be. Of course, he always thought about Melisma and his own daughter Phoebe with he thought about mares leaving. He wanted her back safe in the Desert with everything in his being, but he didn't want her to swim if it was unsafe for her and little Phoebe. He just missed having his whole family here. It didn't feel whole without them. As if she knew she was on his mind, Cain had a sudden scent reach his nostrils and he immediately perked up. Wait....he knew that scent. Melisma! His head snapped up and he spun around back to where he remembered leaving Ironclad. Was she really here? Snorting, he tossed his head and trotted back toward the shore, wanting to investigate, even if it was just false hope. Right as he was getting to the top of the dune where he saw the gray stallion, he heard the scream and gasped. It was her! He'd know that voice anywhere! Cain gave an answering bugle, even though she was obviously not talking to him. She seemed angry with someone, telling them to get out, but all he knew was that he wanted her to know he was coming. He was here. He always would be. The Vanner lunged over the dune and raced down it toward the three figures. He could see the smaller red one with them and his heart skipped a beat with joy to see Phoebe. She looked just as pretty as he remembered and she had grown so much since the last time he saw her! His chest puffed with pride even as he arched his neck and galloped toward them. He didn't want to look hostile because he wasn't here to chase Ironclad off, although a part of him was already protesting Melisma being so close to him. He snorted again and slowed his pace, but still aimed to put himself between the dark mare and the younger stallion. She was all anger and he wanted to smirk at her fire, but he didn't want Ironclad to think he wasn't welcome here to see his daughter, either. Even as he slowed between them, Cain thrust his muzzle out toward Melisma in an attempt to calm her down. "Peace, Melisma. He has a daughter here. It's okay." He lowered his head, trying to be calm himself so he could show her all was alright. Meanwhile, an ear flicked toward the little red filly and he couldn't hide his smile any longer. "Hello, sweetheart. Welcome home." Cain_stallion_7yo_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), photo by DeadlyLupine@Deviantart |
Replies:
- wise men wonder - By cerosi March 4, 2021 at 01:36:08 AM
- I don't really like myself without you - By Ironclad March 29, 2021 at 01:26:41 AM
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