[ mhr gha SEER ah ]
Fell
▻ Sarama | Shvana | Mahākanha ◅
She watches over Mahakanha with pride that only a mother could have for her child. A lover’s pride came from pulling greatness into oneself, whereas the healthiest love through pride for a parent was sending the being that had been created out from themselves. He is already thicker like his father, as black as him too. The white that clearly came from his mother eerily resembled more and more like bones. She is keeping an eye out on the fringes of the herd’s main collecting area, overseeing his play near enough to be easily called over by the others who had chosen Fell over anything else.
The soft sound turns her head, and she almost calls her son until she notices that he already had his father in his sights. Those thick long legs flail, almost, in his child-bodied charge - the squeal high pitched in his throat. He comes obediently to his father’s usual greeting, squeaking as he did the first time without the spooking. He looks at his mother, and Mrgaśira laughs with a nod. "He has been meaning to show you that he can jump that far log," she starts as the boy bolts in that very direction, voice softening so their child would miss, "He’s not quite coordinated every time, so pretend to miss it if he falls on his face." She chuckles under her breath as the yearling made it to the old-growth fallen pine log that was, when leaning, at least chest tall where he aimed.
Up he went, and while he didn’t topple end over end, he clips his ankle and his landing is only just this side of good form. Mrgy has a little pinch to her mouth corners as she resists a giggle, looking at Fell with affection and contentment she’d rarely showed before.
DESERTBORN QUEEN OF THE TINUVEL BAY
▻ five years - arabian x kathiawari - maximum chestnut sabino - 14.2 hh ◅