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Zavarich - Phaedrus - 04-22-2016 PHAEDRUS He can't help but chuckle at the fillies excitement. Sheba bounding after her to provide protection while the adults took their time talking. Powerful haunches leaping and swallowing the ground beneath her until she is along side Josie where she slows to a lope keeping pace with the youngster. He watches them as they dissapear from sight She'll make sure that no harm comes to Josie. And then she responds and he can't help a bashful smile. As she starts to run off brushing agians t him he cranes his neck giving her muscled hindquarters a teasing nip. Before he begins to run, though he is powerful, she definetely had the lighter build and probably could outrun him any day of the week he stays close to her tail as he could launching himself forward, straining his muscles to keep up with her and the rest of the small pack. Stretching his legs slightly he dashes up along side her, legs unussually long and eating away the earth beneath them at an unussual pace for someone so monstrously big. Cutting through the battle plains the forest on the other side would provide shade as they ventured closer to home. At this time he finally slowed looking to the child wondering just how exhausted the run had made her. maybe we should slow the pace. I mean the Golden Plains are practically polar oposite of the feild in beqanna. We are about half there. Sheba pants standing by his side, as he walks along. Finally the forest comes into sight and along with it the hoot of an owl. Cutting through the trees and plodding past the snapping brush, twigs and needles crackle underhoof. Then there is a break from the shadowy shade of the forest. Gold flowed out befor ethem gushing with life and herd mates. He pauses stepping aside so that the two could take it in as they chose to. RE: Zavarich - Zaravich - 04-22-2016 the words she knows the tune she hums Zaravich the tiny dancer RE: Zavarich - Phaedrus - 04-25-2016 PHAEDRUS He smiles at Zara as they walk along, watching the pair frollick, before they fall behind and keep pace with the adults leading the way. Thank youhe couldn't help but swell with pride ad the home that he was developing, not everyday that one could show this type of veiw off. The foal leans against his leg, I'm glad you came little one He nuzzles her fluffy start of a mane in response to her tired comment. Looking up to the mare he can see the nerviousness of any mother. In reasurance he smiles draping his wing across her whithers his other wing sheltering the foal as sheba pulled up along side her trapping her against phaedrus' leg hoping that her rythmic purring would help the child. Or could have possibly for her own comfort in finding someone just as big as she is. He nudges the foal before her eyes drift to la la land. Josie, we gotta move into the grasses. He didn't trust these forests in the least. Walking forward when they are a fair distance in the cat lays down lounging sprawled in the suns rays, inviting Josie to snuggle up with her. Feel like joining them? I know I doHe can't help a chuckle. Reaching them he lays on his knees providing room for the mare as well. Tucking his wings into his sides he gazes at the mare. Mind if I ask what happened to her father?He waited until the foal was asleep to ask about it. Reaching his nares out to touch her gently. RE: Zavarich - Zaravich - 04-25-2016 the words she knows the tune she hums Zaravich the tiny dancer RE: Zavarich - Phaedrus - 04-30-2016 PHAEDRUS They lie around basking in the sun. Building what could hopefully be a very social herd. Sheba’s purrs vibrated the ground under him. Lips split with a chuckle laying his wing over the filly and cat acting as a blanket. The mountains can probably here her, no chance of them waking anytime soon. Then it’s to more serious topics. A thin line creases his features. Sorry to hear that. as sincere as he is about that, he is sure that it doesn’t even scratch the surface. Its then that she chooses to ask about his own children. I imagine so, never met them. Their mothers just wanted someone to stud them. He couldn’t help but feel slightly jilted by the women. Starting a family had been something to tug at his heart, until he resigned himself to the fact that mares just were not interested in that sort of thing. Instead of letting it bother him, he had solved the problem, simply keeping it in his ‘pants’ so to speak. Though he didn’t have those words to use for it, that’s what it was. They threw themselves at me, and I consented. Only they took off afterwards and I never saw them again. He didn’t want to give the wrong impression about himself. Sure he would take off and lead his own life from time to time, but never did he abandon. He was a wanderer by nature, and so far he felt proud with how well he had done in keeping the herd and his position in the Dale without taking off for too long that things started going to hell. what about you? You have any others besides Josie? Stretching to his feet, the crack of popping joints echo in his ears. Shaking out his coat and wings from the grasses he moves closer to her dipping his head so that his nares rested against her withers. Kneeling back down so that he is snuggly against her he tastes the salt from her shoulder sure that she is beyond tired and that the bath may help her feel better. i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must RE: Zavarich - Zaravich - 05-01-2016 the words she knows the tune she hums Zaravich the tiny dancer RE: Zavarich - Phaedrus - 05-11-2016 PHAEDRUS He gets up and she responds, that I care for That made him nervous. What did she mean by cared for. In his mind that meant a comfortable relationship open ended and just friendly banter with maybe a few tender benefits on the side. Nothing to fancy, still free on both ends, he hoped that was what she meant. I understand that He gives her a lopsided grin. He had had quite the headache dealing with two of his other mares. Not that he didn't Care for them. Just that he wasn't into the whole monogamy thing. Nor was he into pushing out baby after baby. One had walked away, leaving his herd completely, it hurt to see her go. He wanted to care for her in his own way, but she wouldn't let him. Then the other had professed her love for him. He hoped that he wasn't going to loose her as well. And now one of them had been stolen. That had him pissed. He was a great battler was confident the other would not have won in a battle, but he HAD to go and steal a mare that had already turned him down. This stallion had posed a problem before, he had thought the little upstart had finally calmed down, maybe learned a thing or two. NO of course not, when a mare says no you respect that. Ok so maybe he was mad at himself for not being there to save her from being taken away. Mad that even in being promoted he had still failed his herd. What kind of herd stallion was he? He had promised protection and here he was a failure, once agian. Every time. Why did he let his hopes get up? Why did he let his accomplishments get to his head? Every time he did so something like this would happen. In a moment he is back by her side. I'm glad you chose to come He smiles at her cleaning her coat. Forgettting about the rest of the world attempting to sooth his own frustration. Finishing he rests his neck on her hip. He was at that ackward moment when the world dissapeared, and he should be talking. Should be trying to get to know her better. Trying to make her feel comfortable. Sorry I'm not much of a conversationalist. You might find me lacking in a lot of social graces. his wing blankets them and he lifts his neck to look at her. I'lll be coming and going a lot, it could be several months at a time. I hope that won't pose a huge problem for you. Sheba will always be prowling around. Kingdom stuff and all that Jazz. He looks at her sheepishly his long blue forelock dripping and opening to part over his eye. i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must RE: Zavarich - Zaravich - 05-12-2016 the words she knows the tune she hums Zaravich the tiny dancer RE: Zavarich - Phaedrus - 05-14-2016 PHAEDRUS She asks him about the river, and he smiles in return. Of course I can show you, when ever you feel ready to, we can go this moment if you like? having company in his lonely hour was enough solice in his mind. There was no reason to desire more. Why did his thoughts always start with himself at the forfront? Why couldn't he focus on others as well? Even now... well roving his gaze over frame, something about it made him smile. She had a calming warmth about her. Something so strong, patient really. Did that come with having a child? Was it just her personality? Or did every mare at a certain age begin to carry that sort of aura. Standing next to her their coats blend together, nothing would have been able to tell where one began and the other ended. Black on black, her fine class against his roughness. Whiskery maw velvet against her skin creeps down her spine nibbling absently. Only difference was her white star between her eyes, and his blue mane and tail falling like water down his coat. Turning around the heat of the sun breaks their contact allowing the sensation of her body against his to linger there for longer than it normally would. He notes that Sheba has woken to the sounds of their rustling, indeed though was she asleep to begin with? The cheeky cat probably had heard the whole conversation. Her eyes squeeze shut opening again as her lips part and snarl into a yawn. A twitching ear has her paw raising wetting it with her rough tongue, only to turn and rub it against her ear. How something like that could feel good he would never understand. What happened to your parents? He mused more to himself, but still directing the question to her. i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must RE: Zavarich - Zaravich - 05-15-2016 the words she knows the tune she hums Zaravich the tiny dancer OOC: should the post be in the Dale than? Ive never read a thread were an equine got there spirit animal so im not sure how it works |