I looked at my mother dear, didn't even crack a smile.
Said if woman don't kill me I don't mind dying.
Said if woman don't kill me I don't mind dying.
New directions had always led the jaguar spotted stallion onto interesting paths, giving him a new and exciting purpose in life. His mother had raised him with the intention of him being some great ruler, yet for years he had done everything in his power to avoid her teachings and desires. When she ahd passed, Demian had left the corners of the Tundra and traveled as far south as possible, planting himself in the Valley and watching generations come and go. Until one day he had awoken to the deafening silence that was almost painful. Emerging from the shadows, Demian found the Valley to be almost empty and suddenly he came to the first point in his life where he felt the strong feeling of loneliness.
You could say that was where his own change in direction had come into play. A new sense of work ethic and determination filled the stallion and over time he worked his butt off until finally he found himself as far as he could go. And now he's done it twice. Oh how proud his mother would be, if only he could show her. Though he somehow knew that Adalind was watching him, even now as he did his best to make the Valley great once more.
It was when Chalmette asked about the Valley's being called a herd that his ears pricked forward and he chuckled softly. "Oh, well you could say that." He smiles then knowing that the newcomers to Beqanna didn't always come from places with both herds and kingdoms and so their knowledge of how their home worked wasn't always understood. "The Valley isn't just a herd though," his smile remains, genuine and gentle. "Like Yael's home, the Deserts, it is a kingdom." He knows the simple structures of herd life and the intricate ones of kingdom life and how different they are, but he holds back on explaining it outright as he wanted her to be able to ask as many questions as she wanted and make the discovery for herself.
For sometimes discovering the world on one's own was much better than a detailed explanation with fancy descriptions. And you could say he always loved to help others make new discoveries as it was one of his favorite things, to learn of something new and different. It just made life that much more interesting and exciting, even if it was something he couldn't see. Just touch or feel.
It was her next few statements that perk his interest. He was still so curious to know about her past, but he refrained from asking knowing that now wasn't the best time. "Yes, I guess it is and if only we could teach them but sadly we have to wait for the rest to learn on their own." He smiles softly. Demian had yet to come across a situation where a stallion treated a mate wrong, but if he had been witness to Chalmette's pain and the abuse her once lover had provided her he would have most definitely put an end to it and swept her up and away to safety. For despite how he could make decisions that not everyone could agree with and how he provided a home for the outcasts and the misfits, he did live by a code and one of those was most certainly to protect those who didn't deserve the harm coming their way.
It is when Chalmette turns her attention back to Yael that he allows himself to fall silent once more. He enjoys allowing the two to talk, and when Chalmette invites the once deserts queen to the Valley he nods softly and lets a small smile quirk at the corner of his lips. "I actually wouldn't mind that in the least. I'd be happy to have Yael join us." He turns his head to the mare and nods respectfully and when she requests he lead the way, he turns leading them into the trees and towards the southern end of Beqanna.
He walks ahead of the pair, leaving the two to talk as he walks in silence until finally he manages to lead them to the edge of the Valley's border which was lined with tall pines. The fresh pine scent mixed with salty sea air blew along in the soft breeze as it reached them and wrapped around their bodies like a soft embrace. He pictured the way the mountain tops peaked above the thick pines to the left and how the ocean lined the back of the kingdom with it's white crested waves. Shaking his head gently he broke himself from the visual memories and turned his head back as though he were looking at the two and gestured slightly at the trees that clearly grew in the form of a border. "Here we are, and of course, welcome." He smiles once more before stepping forward and leading them in. "We're a bit sparse at the moment ladies, but I'm sure the members we do have would love to meet you. If you give it time, they'll emerge from wherever they're hiding."
You could say that was where his own change in direction had come into play. A new sense of work ethic and determination filled the stallion and over time he worked his butt off until finally he found himself as far as he could go. And now he's done it twice. Oh how proud his mother would be, if only he could show her. Though he somehow knew that Adalind was watching him, even now as he did his best to make the Valley great once more.
It was when Chalmette asked about the Valley's being called a herd that his ears pricked forward and he chuckled softly. "Oh, well you could say that." He smiles then knowing that the newcomers to Beqanna didn't always come from places with both herds and kingdoms and so their knowledge of how their home worked wasn't always understood. "The Valley isn't just a herd though," his smile remains, genuine and gentle. "Like Yael's home, the Deserts, it is a kingdom." He knows the simple structures of herd life and the intricate ones of kingdom life and how different they are, but he holds back on explaining it outright as he wanted her to be able to ask as many questions as she wanted and make the discovery for herself.
For sometimes discovering the world on one's own was much better than a detailed explanation with fancy descriptions. And you could say he always loved to help others make new discoveries as it was one of his favorite things, to learn of something new and different. It just made life that much more interesting and exciting, even if it was something he couldn't see. Just touch or feel.
It was her next few statements that perk his interest. He was still so curious to know about her past, but he refrained from asking knowing that now wasn't the best time. "Yes, I guess it is and if only we could teach them but sadly we have to wait for the rest to learn on their own." He smiles softly. Demian had yet to come across a situation where a stallion treated a mate wrong, but if he had been witness to Chalmette's pain and the abuse her once lover had provided her he would have most definitely put an end to it and swept her up and away to safety. For despite how he could make decisions that not everyone could agree with and how he provided a home for the outcasts and the misfits, he did live by a code and one of those was most certainly to protect those who didn't deserve the harm coming their way.
It is when Chalmette turns her attention back to Yael that he allows himself to fall silent once more. He enjoys allowing the two to talk, and when Chalmette invites the once deserts queen to the Valley he nods softly and lets a small smile quirk at the corner of his lips. "I actually wouldn't mind that in the least. I'd be happy to have Yael join us." He turns his head to the mare and nods respectfully and when she requests he lead the way, he turns leading them into the trees and towards the southern end of Beqanna.
He walks ahead of the pair, leaving the two to talk as he walks in silence until finally he manages to lead them to the edge of the Valley's border which was lined with tall pines. The fresh pine scent mixed with salty sea air blew along in the soft breeze as it reached them and wrapped around their bodies like a soft embrace. He pictured the way the mountain tops peaked above the thick pines to the left and how the ocean lined the back of the kingdom with it's white crested waves. Shaking his head gently he broke himself from the visual memories and turned his head back as though he were looking at the two and gestured slightly at the trees that clearly grew in the form of a border. "Here we are, and of course, welcome." He smiles once more before stepping forward and leading them in. "We're a bit sparse at the moment ladies, but I'm sure the members we do have would love to meet you. If you give it time, they'll emerge from wherever they're hiding."
D E M I A N
@[Yael]
@[Chalmette]
please forgive me for this taking forever. the last week was so gosh darn busy with my parents birthdays D: