Meadow
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Posted on July 17, 2021 at 04:13:44 AM by S I G U R Š R
 You must be strong Siguršr and always ready for a fight, his aunt reminded him like a kappi, a warrior is always ready for the fight, he stands ready, his hand poised over the hilt of his sword. he nodded vigiriously as his aunt poured her wisdom into him. She had years of experience on a battle field -- with these years she honed her skill and had grown to be one of their strongest skjaldmeyjar Wonder filled his icy blue gaze as she pivoted, reared back on her haunches and leapt into the air. The tundra grasses sprayed out from beneath her and her blond tresses floated gracifully around her - she is truly a skjaldmeyjar. Fręnka Lagertha, you are the fiercest of warriors he said with admiration in his voice as her front hooves touched the earth once more. He noticed the smile tug at her whiskered lips as she pranced to his side. Your turn. she said with a toss of her head. He nodded and stepped away from her. His muscles nervsously quivered beneath his smoky hide and his heart raced agaisnt his ribs. He wanted to impress her, to see "the nod". He closed his eyes and drew a deep breath into his lungs. With each deep breath he began to feel his soul calm, the voice of fear dissapeared and a confidence began to sweep over him. His muscles bunched beneath his hide as he propelled himself foward. Each stride was planned. One. Two. Three. In that exact moment, his hooves dug into the tundra beneath him, he felt the gravel beneath his weight. His hooves dug in deeper and then in one swift movement he pivoted - his muscles quivered and bulged - and then lifted him into the air. As his front hooves touched the earth once more, an excited bugle split from between his lips. Instantly his chin dropped to his chest and he pranced his way back to his aunt... and Father? He slid to a halt and his eyes gleamed as he looked up at his father who beamed back at him. Pride glimmered in his fathers glacial gaze. By Thor's hammer, you bring pride to our kin. Relief flooded his chest and pride caused his heart to swell. They were proud of him. Thank you, fašir, he breathed. What had he expected when they returned? The whole isles to have waited for them? Life waits for no man, so you better live it my son. He dips his thick head beneath a branch as he quietly wanders through the woods on the edge of the meadow. He pauses momentarily. Lazily he flicks his tail across his bicolored haunches and rests a hind hoof. Out of the corner of his eye movement draws his attention fully. An amber and white girl skirts the meadow, and clearly heads in his direcion. She is nervous - it is clearly written - across her face and in the rigid way her body moves. He clears his throat once she is close enough that she could hear him. "What chases you?" he asks "Is it a ślfur? or a bera?"" He pushes himself from beneath the autumn branches of an oak tree and shuffles through the golden grasses closer to her. She towers over him in height and her coat is pale in color with white gracefully painted across it. He tilts his chin up to look at her - an odd feeling indeed. "Or are you chasing something?" he asks with a tilt of his head. viking heir Stallion ⚒ 14.3 hh ⚒ Icelandic Mutt ⚒ Silver Grullo Sabino Chimera ⚒ 4.5 years |
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