Posted on September 29, 2021 at 05:12:31 PM by Björn
Winter has finally released the Northern Isle of Tinuvel from its frigid grasp. Day by day the frozen snows recede and reveal the tender shoots of grass, the once frozen creeks now are swollen to their banks with the springs runoff. Warm chinook winds whisper across the lands and warm the once frozen landscape until there is just the snowcapped peaks once more. On this day he stands quietly on the sea cliffs overlooking the white capped ocean and the pebbled shores of the Inlet. The warmth of the sun presses itself against his smoky hide and warms his back with its rays. His glacial blue eyes sweep across the ocean, to the shore and finally to the dark pine forest just behind him. First his thoughts wander to Tigerlily, his queen, she has spent most of her pregnancy hidden away deep within the Inlet. He knew it was best to give her the space she needed and that is exactly what he had done. They had spoke in great lengths of what a child would mean to them, that it would be a gift and one that they would cherish for all of eternity. He honored her needs and her choices, so if that meant that she needed space then that was another gift he would give to her. Then his thoughts are brought to Siobhan, he knew that her time here in the Inlet was only from an agreement they had made. But deep down he hopes that she would enjoy her time here in the Inlet. A sigh lingers on his lips. He hopes that he can mend their relationship and from it something special is birthed. A movement draws him from his silent musing, glacial eyes squint against the sun and focus on a distant dark form as it pulls itself from the surf and moves inland. He does not hesitate to push himself from his watchtower and move toward the well worn path that winds its way down the cliff and to the shore below. His steps are quick but deliberate as he picks his way through the drift wood and boulders that are scattered across the northern shore. His nostrils flare as the familiar scent of N.asa is carried on the breeze, accompanied by the scent of birth. His eyes widen as the realization settles over him that their coupling had been fruitful. He pauses a good distance from her, glacial blue eyes sweep across the tundra. Here is where he stays. He stands guard to insure that she is safe from predators who would be drawn to the scent. Seconds turn to minutes as finally the foal is brought forth and lies in a squirming pile next to its mother. He draws closer, his heart hammers wildly against his ribs as excitement spreads through out his body. A soft whicker leaves his lips as he draws closer just as his hoof snaps a lone twig and signals to N.asa that he is there. "It is me, N.asa," he breathes quietly as his glacial eyes are drawn to the squirming child. A smile touches his lips as he gazes down at their daughter. "Have you named her?" he asks as his glacial eyes are drawn back to her weary dark ones. Bera Konung of the Inlet Icelandic Mutt // 15 years old // 14.2 hh // Grullo Sabino // Stallion // Dogun x Freya |
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