~ you carry both lightning and thunder - " />
The Lost Islands
CLICK FOR IMAGE CREDITS

Falls

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

~ you carry both lightning and thunder





~ you carry both lightning and thunder,




Beneath the silvery light of a watchful moon, they had came together - roan and white skin against silver and black skin - together they had whispered and playfully flirted. His whiskered lips had touched her supple skin and felt it shutter with his soft stroke against it. Their hearts had hammered together and their bodies had been one - and then like that - they parted on their own paths. He had cast a final glance over his shoulder and admired the way that she strode away from him - the sway of her hips and the lightness of her step caused his heart to thunder against his ribs.

"Until we meet again," he had whispered as he turned from her and set his course for the Ridge once more.

⚒ ⚒ ⚒


It was unexpected and yet his heart yearns for her. As the days turned to weeks, he finds himself frequently thinking of her. The softness of her skin and the glimmer of mischief in her eyes. He had returned to the Ridge just as he had said and spent more time with his father and Roisin - when she was around. The Ridge was his home.It would always be apart of him - the brilliant colored macaws and the magnificent waterfalls.

Maybe, this is the reason he always finds himself drawn to this place. He pauses at the edge of the clearing, glacial blue eyes scan the quiet little meadow that sprawls at the falls feet. There is a noticeable chill in the air and a thin layer of ice clings to the edges of the lapping pool. Winter makes her appearance on the Isles and stretches her frigid touch to the furthest reaches. His breath puffs out from his nostrils in a silvery wisps and clings to the whiskers of his muzzle.

Before he takes a step from beneath the naked branches of the forest - a familiar form pushes herself into the clearing and to the water's edge. She is just as stunning as he remembers her, from her delicately painted skin to the suppleness of her hips. He raises his brows as she then begins to paw at the earth beneath her hooves and throw it in every direction. A frustrated scream bellows from between her lips as she then continues to take her frustration out on the sod and dirt beneath her hooves.

He dares to press closer, his hooves crunch across the frozen grass and reveals his approach before his voice ever could, but he doubts she could hear him with all of her own noise she makes.

What am I to do? she moans aloud.

"Esther," he breathes her name in an attempt to get her attention "What is it that ails you?" he asks but as his glacial eyes roam her body he notices the slight bump of her belly and his heart stills in his chest. Had their meeting all those weeks ago resulted in a child? Was he to be a father?

"Do you carry our child?" he can feel a sudden onset of emotions. Him a father? He swallows back the fear, the anxiety, and the doubt that creeps into his heart. He instead turns his attention to the hope and love... the responsibility that lay before him.



S i g u r ð r


viking heir

Stallion ⚒ 14.3 hh ⚒ Icelandic Mutt ⚒ Silver Grullo Sabino Chimera ⚒ 4.5 years


html, art & character © erin | pixel base © fintron | Ref Here



Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Link Name:
Link URL:
Image URL:
Password To Edit Post:





Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->