A man of honor is at all times a man of his word. Posted on July 25, 2024 at 02:39:50 PM by Voyager
Moving with his love and the trail they wove together, Voyager kept both of his onyx ears flicked her way as his gaze took her in. She was as bright as ever in color and sound, but something didn't feel right. It had the black stallion nervous, but his love for the bright mare was far stronger than his need to needle and pry to figure out what would be coming their way. In the end of the day, both of these creatures loved the other way to fondly to even go about and show that they were nervous in fear of bothering the other.
“There should be.” His amber eyes softly danced as their hooves kept a steady rhythm up the forest path. Bacardi, a stallion he doesn't see often but has grown to care for, had given Voyager a lot over the past few years. He gave Voyager a home to build his family and a place to keep safe. With his need to always roam and protect, it made his life easier knowing he had his own secure place in this territory to do so and he could help with the other sections as well. His hooves that could never remain idle had always been able to do something.
Chuckling softly, he nodded as his long legs stepped over a root in his path. “I'll go with you no matter where you roam Cromer.” No matter where this mare went, Voyager would be by her side. If one day she wished to head off the islands and see the mainland, he would follow. Nothing and no one could stop him from going with her. He may have thought he could take more mares, but with his need to move and love for her, he didn't have it in him to spend time with others as easily these days.