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behind your eyes, nor the flames in your soul,
Posted on July 28, 2021 at 10:21:59 PM by Gavriel

~ they have not yet noticed the lion hiding,

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Relief floods his body as the beautiful russet colored woman pulls a laugh from her lips - it is light and floats around him - at-least he had not frightened her off with his awkward introduction.

Not exactly, I have been here since last autumn...

She explains before her gaze is brought to the filly at her side who now steps between them with a suspicious look in her honey eyes. He tilts his thick head down toward her as she begins to reprimand her mother for talking to strangers. A smile spreads wider across his whiskered lips as her mother informs that he is no stranger. He begins to nod his head in agreement, despite the fact that they had never met before. But she is correct in her assumption, he is no stranger to Tinuvel or the Bay.

He clears his throat "Your mother is correct, I am no stranger to this place." Dark green eyes sparkle with mischief as he decides not to explain to the young girl how he had come to know this place and the pranks that his brothers and him had pulled in their many adventures to the Bay.

Brynja and Svenja

His ears rotate atop his crown as he listens to their exotic names roll of of her tongue. He dips his head politely before he brings his dark green eyes to look into hers.

"It has been some time since I have visited and now being the newly crowned King of the Arch," he puffs his chest proudly before he realizes he should add to his introduction "I mean, I am King with my brother Sule... My father wanted both of us to rule over the Arch, we are after all stronger together."

He shifts his weight from hoof to hoof, "And I figured it was time to visit the Bay again," and he is so glad that he had.

"What is it about the Tinuvel that keeps you here?" he asks with a curious tilt of his crown "Is it the mountainscapes that stretch out with their snowcapped peaks? Or the mysterious forests with their fairies?" He waits to see if the last part piqued the Svenja's interest... and if it does he would gladly tell her of the fairies that hide within the evergreen boughs and in the middle of the wildflowers that grow abundantly in the summer months.

G a v r i e l

Lion Hearted Son of a King

Draft Mutt - 3 - Stallion - 17.0 hh - Amber Champagne Roan Pintaloosa

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