Cursing the darkness Posted on February 1, 2024 at 04:06:39 AM by Bacardi
Bacardi struggled to keep his eyes fastened on the red stallion, knowing he would soften immediately if he gazed at the foal. A sire countless times, but a father by choice since he was barely old enough to be considered a stallion and not a colt. If given a chance, the painted stallion would give his entire existence to taking care of children. Instead life had given him responsibilities that he would carry for as long as he physically could. If only because he could offer a safe haven in instances just like this.
An ear twitching towards Voyager as he came to stand closer, Bacardi listened to the Lagoon stallion offer an answer, but he couldn’t help noticing the wetness to his eyes. How the muscles along his body would subtly give away his distress. All the while, Bacardi kept a solid stance and steady face. Only snapping his tail once before allowing himself to look to the filly. Taking a few seconds to contemplating the pros with the cons, despite knowing he wouldn’t turn down this refugee.
“I will take her, but with conditions.” Bacardi finally replied, looking to the stallion again. “She is no longer your daughter, she will be mine. If its not safe for her now, then it won’t be later when you decide you want her back. You relinquish all rights.” Only as an adult, if she could even remember this (she was so young she might not), would Bacardi give her the honest truth and allow a relationship between the two.