08-14-2016, 02:15 PM
Andras
It has been a few weeks since he has been in the home of the herd, he has been avoiding it at all costs. Mainly because he last saw Gyps there and she wanted nothing to do with Andras, and the fact that his father was there and Andras wasn't ready to see his father. He had so many unanswered questions, why did his father do this? How did Andras go his whole life without knowing this, and why did fate put them together as foals.
He gave a snort as he stepped over the lands border, he looked about questioningly and his heart began to race, why did he feel this way? These feelings were all new to Andras, he was unsure of how to behave and why he had these feelings. Francois never spoke of these feelings, he was so good at hiding his emotions but Andras couldn't he could not stand the way his conversation ended with Gyps. He hoped to run into the ebony mare, but at the same time he would be okay with not running into her.
He scanned around as he was able to pick up the scent of Gyps, his anxiety kicked in and his heart fluttered, god why did he feel this way. He wanted to see her but he feared her anger so much, he did not want to upset her. He casually weaved in between the trees, the only relief from the summers heat. His nose did not fail him, the black and blue mare was in fact around he stood and contemplated running the other way but he was like an annoying mosquito that would not stop. Gyps he spoke gently as he approached the mare, she looked much calmer today but still as stressed as the last time they met.
Let Go Of The Thoughts That Don't Make You Stronger