You had the world right at your feet. //

[Cai]

Cai Cal X Carys Your kingdom has turned to a bone yard, The look on your face as you leave. You cut me so deep that it left scars, You had the world right at your feet. Cai was taken by surprise at the gentle yet firm force of which Offspring came down upon the spark filled filly, and respect for the black brute instantly grew within him. There was more to Offspring than met the eye, and Cai was for the first time in his life, eager to learn about the outside world -as he had called it for so long. This Offspring held authority and knowledge, but he did not throw it in ones face and demand to be respected. Although Cai's lack of social knowledge, he found Offspring something akin to a teacher in a way. Perhaps this stallion, if he chose to stick around for a little while, and had no pressing duties -for Cai was still uncertain just who this stallion was- could teach Cai, even just the simple steps of showing no fear to the world. Maybe. Perhaps the time to emerge had been right. Maybe this stallion, who seemed to know a lot more than he said, could help him find the truth of his mother, and even if not, could help him along his way to finding peace. It was a possibility that Cai liked, and was scratching towards. Rael Fire clearly looked up to Offspring and upon his words had indeed seemed to calm down somewhat, though her fiery nature would always be there, one could tell just by looking at her eyes. She needed adventure, she needed to live, to see the lands, to experience, maybe after that she would calm down enough and know what she truly wanted. Right now, in Cai's eyes she seemed a little all over the place, not quite sure what she wanted. The Falls, the Cove, maybe Tundra. Which would she settle upon? Cai did not much care, but as the conversation was still warm, he was intrigued about the young female. "Perhaps a little freedom for a wild spirit would do some good. Travel the lands, see what there is to see. Know who there is to know." Cai eventually suggested, looking at the femme. Honestly he did not care if the filly took his suggestion or not, but he had put a word in, and if he helped her in some shape or form, then that was all the satisfaction he needed.