Posted on July 14, 2021 at 08:22:29 PM by Gavriel
 Brother! Gavriel snapped his head in the direction of his siblings as they galloped wildly toward him. A mischievous smile was painted across Sule and Reho's faces. He instantly knew that they were up to no good, and he wanted to be a part of it! Let's go to the Bay! We heard that the queen that rules there is miniature! Both of his brothers eagerly looked at him - in hopes that he would agree - and follow them to the Bay. He nodded fiercely and launched after them as they eagerly thundered toward the border that separated the Cove from the Bay. They all had been born the same season, which made the competition between them fierce. They were always finding mischief to get into, which of course, drove their mothers crazy. A laughed peel from between his lips as he galloped with his brothers, their multicolored manes and tails whipped out behind them with each stride. They all only started too slow as they came closer to the border (as their bravery turned to caution.) "I'll go first!" he volunteered, mostly, to show his brothers he was the "oldest". His hooves carried him gracefully across the border and into the Bay. He knew that when Valka found him, she would curse at him with her silly sounding words, and tell his father of what they had done. But for this moment he bravely strode into the Bay in search of the miniature Queen. The young prince stands idle, a smile touches his whiskered lips as he remembers the shenanigans of his siblings and him. He of course now, has no time for such child's play... no, he is responsible for helping keep his father's kingdom secure. He puffs his chest out as he thinks of the responsibility that Father has placed on his shoulders. He steps across the border and into the Bay, he was on his own mission today - to make sure not only the Arch and Cove were secure but so was the Bay. His large hooves move silently across the yellowing grasses as he moves closer to where he assumes Valka will be. The world around him is silent - except for the whistle of the winds through the pine tree's boughs and the far off cry of a seagull. He quietly admires the snowcapped mountains that scrape against the soon to be wintery skies. Soon, the world around him would be buried in blankets of snow and the frigid winds would whip across the wide open tundras and mountain slopes. A feminine voice draws him from his thoughts and his dark eyes fall on an unfamiliar mare. He swallows hard as his eyes trace the feminine features of her body, the beauty of her skin and the soft curve of her nose. Who is she? Gulp. Should he talk to her? Should he hide? For a moment he falters in his steps as his body begins to feel numb. Awkwardly he stands there and stares at her and her child... until he realizes what he is doing. He clears his throat nervously and goes with his first option. Talk to her. A nervous nicker leaves his lips as he sets off in her direction. "I was watching you play... over there... with your daughter," he pauses and clears his throat nervously - as he realizes that sounded weird and tries again "I did.d.d.n't mean that," he stammers. "What I meant to say is that my name is Gavriel and you look new," a lopsided smile appears on his whiskered lips as he tries to hide his nervousness. How could I of made this whole introduction more awkward? He silently asks himself as he flicks his tail across his spotted haunches. Well, I could have ran them both over... stammered and drooled all over her, that definitely would of been more awkward. He reminds himself as his dark eyes gaze at her. What would she say? Or would she say nothing and stare back at him, just as he had stared at her? Lion Hearted Son of a King Draft - 3 - Stallion - 17.1 - Amber Champagne Roan Pintaloosa |
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