toland

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stallion | mustang x | Ee aa nD nZ nSb | 15.1hhs

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Fall. The season had creeped in on him before Toland even realized it. His children were half a year old already! Time was certainly flying by. How they had grown and developed into their own personalities was something of surprise and wonder to the stallion. It made him want to have more. To continue to watch the growth of his offspring and take part in shaping their world. Even if it was difficult at times. Would Roamer or Amarinora even want children so soon after their last? What about Brightwine, Dior, Morrigan or Seelie? Perhaps he should ask.


Toland, strangely, felt a shyness try to settle over him. Despite being a lead stallion, and already having his first set of children, it made him feel giddy and almost silly as if he’d never had any at all. Doing his best to shake it away, the young stallion let out a call into the shadowed afternoon Forest. His bright eyes sweeping over the multicolored scenery of his home, hoping to pick out the coat of a familiar herd member that might answer him. He wasn’t sure who he hoped to answer him, but he was eager regardless of who it might be.