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~ they have not yet noticed the lion hiding,
Posted on July 27, 2021 at 08:14:28 PM by Gavriel





~ they have not yet noticed the lion hiding,


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"King Gavriel," he laughs into the air. Father had asked him to rule alongside of his brother and of course he had eagerly accepted. How could he say no to such an honor? If father felt that he was strong enough to lead then he would have to prove his worth. He would prove that father had not placed his trust in the wrong son.

His hooves churn through the surf and bubbles as he steps foot on the crossing. He pauses momentarily as he takes in his surroundings - from the golden grasses to the crimson leaves that cling to their branches. The air smells different - fragrant with horses - horses that he had never met before. Excitement blossoms in his chest as he remembers his duty, his mission.

Eagerness breathes life into him as he trots his way off of the sandy shores and deeper into this strange land. His ears swivel atop his crown within his matted and unkempt mane - he hears the soft murmur of water over rocks and the quiet whispering of voices.

"She calls to me," he whispers as he is drawn through the deep shadows and thick foliage.

Darkness quickly closes around him as the sun dips below the horizon and shrouds the island in the night. But this does not deter the young spotted stallion. As he draws close to the rush of the Falls, his mouth falls agape in pure awe. He has heard stories of the Falls, but none painted the beauty quite like seeing it for himself. He stands quietly for minutes, his emerald eyes drawn to the raw power and strength of the water as it crashes down the cliffs face and to the pool at its feet.

His nostrils quiver as he draws in each of the unique scents when one in particular draws his attention. His emerald eyes search the darkness and with a thorough look, they fall on the slender frame of another horse.

He steps nearer to her - cautiously - and clears his throat gently. "Excuse me," he blurts out "Would you mind if I joined you?" But as he draws close, he realizes his mistake. She sleeps beneath the watchful eye of the rising moon.

"O-o.. Oh I am sorry," he whispers quietly as he starts to back away from the slumbering mare.



G a v r i e l

Lion Hearted Son of a King

Draft - 3 - Stallion - 17.1 - Amber Champagne Roan Pintaloosa


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