05-21-2017, 04:36 PM
ORION'S BELT
He follows obediently. His stride consciously slowed as each heavy hoof was planted upon Nerine soil. She was on a mission and he allowed it. Stoking the flame of passion that burned brightly in her soul for her lands... Her son... Her crown... Her legacy...
As they approached an apparent end to the road, the drop of land to sea, she looked out upon her kingdom and his sea blue gaze followed. Noting the path she reveals with a nod of his heavy head. His focus shifts ever slightly as the colt stands against the breeze, wings extended. A smile crosses his maw at the child's eagerness but a hint of concern remains in his eyes. He was always the protector. Ever watchful he observes. Soon the colt decides against his eager attempt and falls back to his mothers side. In time young one he thinks to himself, his smile still prevalent...
Focus shifts back to his Queen as she inquires his whereabouts previous to now. "Tis a long discussion that subject. 'Tam very aged M'Queen. I have not been in Beqanna long though but 'tam where I wish to be M'Lady." With a bow of his crown he looks back to the path. He is sure she has more important things to attend to so he excuses himself, "I am sure ye are extremely busy so I will not keep thee. If anything arises I am but a call away. Good day My Queen." He looks to the smokey colt at her side and lowers himself to match his level, "One day very soon ye shall soar above these lands Castile. Keep practicing." His tone gentle and sincere. Silently he moves towards the path she had pointed out...
As they approached an apparent end to the road, the drop of land to sea, she looked out upon her kingdom and his sea blue gaze followed. Noting the path she reveals with a nod of his heavy head. His focus shifts ever slightly as the colt stands against the breeze, wings extended. A smile crosses his maw at the child's eagerness but a hint of concern remains in his eyes. He was always the protector. Ever watchful he observes. Soon the colt decides against his eager attempt and falls back to his mothers side. In time young one he thinks to himself, his smile still prevalent...
Focus shifts back to his Queen as she inquires his whereabouts previous to now. "Tis a long discussion that subject. 'Tam very aged M'Queen. I have not been in Beqanna long though but 'tam where I wish to be M'Lady." With a bow of his crown he looks back to the path. He is sure she has more important things to attend to so he excuses himself, "I am sure ye are extremely busy so I will not keep thee. If anything arises I am but a call away. Good day My Queen." He looks to the smokey colt at her side and lowers himself to match his level, "One day very soon ye shall soar above these lands Castile. Keep practicing." His tone gentle and sincere. Silently he moves towards the path she had pointed out...
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