Nahawi

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stallion | 16.2hhs | red dun | Headmaster of the Shore

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DEDICATE YOUR LIFE TO TRUTH..

Something shifted in the time that had lapsed from his first meeting with Helios. Nahawi knew it was time to find his son a home and the half draft youngling was eager to go to the Dunes again after that sand storm. Nahawi was not sure what had his son wanting to go back after that, but he could only shake his head with a chuckle leaving his lips before they both went into the ocean and swam towards the Dunes with a whicker to his herd letting them know he would return in just a few days time at the max.


Rising onto the banks of the Dunes, Nahawi shook out his body before turning to face his tall son. The draft cross was happy to be back and it showed in his bright eyes. Nahawi never understood why drafts wanted to live in the heat, let alone anyone really, but breeding made that something others could do and his son, Nataanii, was no different really. He wasn't bred for the hot weather, but this warmth he saw in the boy spoke loud and clear just where he was meant to be.


Licking his lips, Nahawi stepped farther into the Dunes before he sent out a call for his ally. Helios was the last one he had left after the change in the Forest and Voyager becoming more of a recluse. It did not bother him, but made him think that it was just about time to start searching once more. Soon he would go back to the Arch to speak with Mariael and her king before roaming around Atlantis and making an alliance there. His goal currently was to make one alliance per island and so far, this one seemed to be his best bet on finding Nataanii a home.