Don't Let Me Drown (Birthing- Texas/any)

[Texas]

and I discovered that my castles stand

upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

Putting in effort that results in something as unexciting as a child is not something that Texas would consider worthwhile; this is likely why he is a stallion. He could argue the merits of hard work and its supposed benefits for hours, but Hoku is asking him about the filly, and he chooses to let that particular discussion lay.

He meets the filly’s hazel gaze with his dark brown one, and looks for whatever it is in her face that is supposed to cause a spontaneous eruption of paternal feeling in his chest. As always, the feeling never comes, but he supposes that she is at the very least not ugly. Of course, it’s unlikely that she’d be ugly given her genetics, but he supposes that there was always a chance. “She’s very pretty,” He agrees with a nod, knowing that is what Hoku wants to hear.

As Felise struggles to stand, Texas watches curiously, and when she greets him he does lower his head to her level before replying. “Hello there.” He waits for her to reply, and when she does he looks back up at Hoku, still somewhat curious as to her whereabouts the past few months. “Where have you been living?” He asks.

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