06-11-2016, 07:40 PM
Nitika, while concerned for her filly, allowed her to have independence, which included wandering around and exploring. That was something the filly had a love of, like her dam, so Nitika would not hold her back. She had put boundaries in place, but didn't go overboard, like her friend Anahi had with her first foal, Sirana.
Siba was definitely a spirited foal; she'd inherited that from both parents, no doubt about it. Nitika lifted her head, looking off into the distance. She was a bit distracted by the thought that Siba's sire hadn't really spent any time with her. She knew it was the way the wild worked, that most herd stallions didn't spend a lot of time with her foals, but still, this was Nitika's first foal, and she wanted her to have some time with her sire.
Sad thing was, he lived off in the Chamber, and Nitika wasn't comfortable with going there alone, with or without her daughter. She'd need a warrior to accompany her. Perhaps she could ask Raxa, or Jedi, if she wished to go to the Chamber and allow Siba to spend time with her sire.
Her daughter's scream bolted Nitika from her thoughts. Instantly, the mare was racing toward the frightened whinny. Nostrils flared, muscles bunched in case it was a stallion here that was threatening her filly, Nitika skidded to a halt, rearing high in the air to draw attention.
Siba raced to Nitika's side, hiding under her belly. Nitika looked down at her daughter as the filly spoke. She said that something, someone, had frightened her, and that made Nitika mad. She turned her head to confront who had frightened the filly, but was surprised at who she saw.
"Archam?" she questioned, recognizing the roan stallion as the leader of the Cobblestone herd. "What are you doing out here in the Meadow?"
@[Archam]
Siba was definitely a spirited foal; she'd inherited that from both parents, no doubt about it. Nitika lifted her head, looking off into the distance. She was a bit distracted by the thought that Siba's sire hadn't really spent any time with her. She knew it was the way the wild worked, that most herd stallions didn't spend a lot of time with her foals, but still, this was Nitika's first foal, and she wanted her to have some time with her sire.
Sad thing was, he lived off in the Chamber, and Nitika wasn't comfortable with going there alone, with or without her daughter. She'd need a warrior to accompany her. Perhaps she could ask Raxa, or Jedi, if she wished to go to the Chamber and allow Siba to spend time with her sire.
Her daughter's scream bolted Nitika from her thoughts. Instantly, the mare was racing toward the frightened whinny. Nostrils flared, muscles bunched in case it was a stallion here that was threatening her filly, Nitika skidded to a halt, rearing high in the air to draw attention.
Siba raced to Nitika's side, hiding under her belly. Nitika looked down at her daughter as the filly spoke. She said that something, someone, had frightened her, and that made Nitika mad. She turned her head to confront who had frightened the filly, but was surprised at who she saw.
"Archam?" she questioned, recognizing the roan stallion as the leader of the Cobblestone herd. "What are you doing out here in the Meadow?"
@[Archam]