Posted on November 6, 2021 at 09:26:06 PM by Björn
He has barely taken a step toward the herd when an excited voice calls out to him. A smile immediately turns his lips upward as his daughter barrels toward him, spindly legs scramble beneath her body and her tail flags gracefully over her back. Let's play chase! How could he ever turn down a game of chase? It was after all their favorite game to play together, each time they would play he would pretend to be too slow to catch his boisterous daughter and then he would race by her as she slowed to check on him. She would protest but with each day she grew stronger and wittier. A laugh bubbles up from his chest as she slips and slides right into his side, announces that he was now it and then races away. "Hey now!" excitement quickens his heart and a joyous laugh leaves his lips as he chases after her. Her spindly legs propel her across the tundra grasses and with each stride she pulls away from him. His hooves pound against the earth as he wills more speed from his muscles and air for his lungs. "You are too fast for me dottir," he laughs as starts to slow. Would she fall for his tricks today? He slides to a halt, his sides heave and his glacial eyes sparkle with mischief. He pivots and slowly makes his way back toward Siobhan, all the while he keeps a watchful eye on her for when she made her way back to him. Then he would surely tag her and win the game. He shuffles closer to Siobhan, for a moment he considers making his way to the other's and pretend to carry on a conversation to lure Dee closer... and yet his hooves continues to her side. He swallows nervously as he draws close to her. They had only spoke a few times since her arrival here in the Inlet, he had given her space, space that she needed. At-least this is what he told himself, if he were to be honest, it was out of fear - a fear that he was not enough. "She is fast," he says gently as he draws closer to Sio. His glacial eyes are drawn to her face, he notices the exhaustion and the worry lines that crease around her eyes. And he is reminded of Cullen's threats. "And she is most certainly clever." His gaze returns to their daughter. He can not help but feel the anxiety as it pools in the pit of his stomach. Bera Konung of the Inlet Icelandic Mutt // 15 years old // 14.2 hh // Grullo Sabino // Stallion // Dogun x Freya |
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