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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Birds of a feather ... [Archam, Any]
    #5
    Anahi, like any first time mother, was a highly protective dam. She always made sure that Sirana stayed within ear shot, if not eyesight, so that she could be sure her daughter was safe. That didn't mean she could be overly controlling though. Sirana needed to have her independence, learn what it was like to be a horse. There was some lessons that they couldn't teach each other, as much as Anahi would like. Her daughter did have to learn some things on her own, so Anahi would let her, as long as nothing got out of hand.

    So, on that day, when Sirana started chasing another butterfly, Anahi absentmindedly followed her daughter, stopping a couple times along the way to pick up a mouthful of grass. She had a healthy grazing habit, like all horses, but also the need to keep an eye on her daughter, so she tried to not stop for a long period of time, in case Sirana got too far away.

    Anahi also picked up on the voices Sirana heard, her ears going forward in interest. Had Archam recruited another new mare for the herd? My, he was certainly getting busy lately. Anahi's job was hard enough, with being a diplomat in addition to the alpha mare. She was considering asking another mare in the herd, or her friend from the kingdom, Nikita, to help with watching them all just to be sure everything was going okay when Archam was away on kingdom business, or in the Fields to recruit.

    When Sirana disappeared from sight a moment, Anahi was quick to catch up. Her filly certainly had a mouth on her. Anahi did agree with her daughter, but she also knew it wasn't polite to butt into another's business the way Sirana had. The champagne mare approached her daughter, giving her a light nip on the withers as punishment for doing what she had.

    "Sirana, that is not very polite. This matter is between your father and this mare, so let them handle it."


    Messages In This Thread
    Birds of a feather ... [Archam, Any] - by Besra - 05-07-2016, 07:09 PM
    RE: Birds of a feather ... [Archam, Any] - by Anahi - 05-10-2016, 02:59 AM



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