Desert
Leaders: Nyimara, Asmodeus, Quinn
Stallions: None
Mares: Kara, Kohelet, Rhaynira, Syrax
Foals: Cahyr
Posted on March 17, 2021 at 01:27:50 AM by CAIN
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He loved the way Ryolette's little brows furrowed in concern as he listed the creatures that called the Desert home, his gaze twinkling with mischief as the filly looked around, searching their surroundings for the creatures in question. When he told her he would protect her, she leaned against his leg and his entire demeanor softened instantly. Any of his children could turn him into a puddle of mush with just one touch or word. He was totally wrapped around their little hooves. Meanwhile, he noted Harlequin's eye roll and he gave her a small smirk when Ryolette wasn't looking, sure that she would thank him later for teaching their daughter to be careful. When he joked about always watching her, Ryolette assured him that even her mother couldn't do that and he quirked a brow at her. "Is that what she wants you to think? Mothers are by far the best at watching you, especially when you don't think they are. Who do you think taught me?" He tried to make his face look completely serious as he said it. He loved the little moments of affection he could bring to life from Harlequin more often since they'd bonded. She leaned against him and teased him about a battle of wills which made him chuckle. "Not even a little hint?" He purred back at her with a sly smirk before she admitted to taking him up on the offer of a rest. He smiled softly then and nodded to let her know he would take the job seriously. He always was when it came to his family. The pretty Arabian assured him that she would near the river before she turned toward the shade and he smiled and nuzzled her neck. "I've got this. Take all the time you need." He assured her in a soft whisper as he tugged affectionately on her mane. As she turned to leave, he lowered his head back to Ryolette's level, his gaze more mischeveous already. "Whatever shall we do now that momma's away?" He all but sang as he gave her a smirk before reaching over to tug lightly on her tail and hopping away to get out of her reach. Laughter bellowed from the draft stallion's chest as he kept his hooves light, dancing around the smaller filly as he dared her to try to get him back. 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 |
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