11-05-2017, 05:08 PM
This year had been the first time he’d experienced what hormones could do to a stallion. It had been unnerving and strange and Ander had struggled to deal with the strange sensation by himself. A part of him had wanted to confront his father, but at the same time he had been too flustered too. The talk would be kind of embarrassing too.
It hadn’t him driven away from his family though. He couldn’t help it but to worry about losing them, like he had lost his grandfather and aunt, and almost had lost his mother. It is hér who he has been watching. Father seemed much more comfortable by letting her go out on her own than Ander ever would be. Perhaps he took more after her than he had realised before.
Anyway. Today he had taken Jinju – his mother slash temporary little sister – to the meadow. They had been living everywhere and nowhere these last few months and it was time for a chance of scene. While watching over her he also kept a red eye focussed on father’s shiny form high up in the sky. Sometimes he wondered what it was like to fly, how it would feel to let the wind carry you. But it wasn’t something Ander would ever experience, he was bound to the ground.
By ground they move to see what Terran was up to. Seeing him land had made Ander curious and thus he had called the inky black and ruby eyed filly to his side. It was impossible to miss that they were related in one way or another. The same red eyes and stark black coat. The only difference was the gold of his points, which was a clear resemblance to his father with his golden hooves and wings. One could think they – both Ander and Jinju – were his offspring, but the truth was entire different. Terran and Jinju were his parents, even though Ander now looked older than his mother.
He uses their approach to study the black mare his father was talking too, and the way they interacted with each other. Before he wouldn’t have noticed, but they boy was slowly becoming a man. One who was much more aware of the world around him. Ander stays back a little, giving both black horses a chance to reconnect before approaching. They seemed comfortable around each other, perhaps a fling of his father before he’d met his mother?
”Dad?” he calls out, then approaches them after gently nudging Jinju’s shoulder to invite her to come with him. The black filly doesn’t need much more invitation, trotting up to Terran’s side to brutally push her muzzle up his shoulder. ”Terran!” she exclaims happily, already eagerly reaching out to touch the sparkling golden wings. Her inspection is short though, as ruby eyes now focus on the sabino mare standing close to Terran. ”Hi.”
Ander follows with a small grin. Now he had gotten used to the idea of his mother as a filly all over, it was kind of amusing too. It made him wonder if she’d been like this when she had been a child before, under grandpa Ruan’s care. By the time he reaches the black trio he dips his head in a silent greeting, then looking at the unknown female in the exact same way as the filly. An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
It hadn’t him driven away from his family though. He couldn’t help it but to worry about losing them, like he had lost his grandfather and aunt, and almost had lost his mother. It is hér who he has been watching. Father seemed much more comfortable by letting her go out on her own than Ander ever would be. Perhaps he took more after her than he had realised before.
Anyway. Today he had taken Jinju – his mother slash temporary little sister – to the meadow. They had been living everywhere and nowhere these last few months and it was time for a chance of scene. While watching over her he also kept a red eye focussed on father’s shiny form high up in the sky. Sometimes he wondered what it was like to fly, how it would feel to let the wind carry you. But it wasn’t something Ander would ever experience, he was bound to the ground.
By ground they move to see what Terran was up to. Seeing him land had made Ander curious and thus he had called the inky black and ruby eyed filly to his side. It was impossible to miss that they were related in one way or another. The same red eyes and stark black coat. The only difference was the gold of his points, which was a clear resemblance to his father with his golden hooves and wings. One could think they – both Ander and Jinju – were his offspring, but the truth was entire different. Terran and Jinju were his parents, even though Ander now looked older than his mother.
He uses their approach to study the black mare his father was talking too, and the way they interacted with each other. Before he wouldn’t have noticed, but they boy was slowly becoming a man. One who was much more aware of the world around him. Ander stays back a little, giving both black horses a chance to reconnect before approaching. They seemed comfortable around each other, perhaps a fling of his father before he’d met his mother?
”Dad?” he calls out, then approaches them after gently nudging Jinju’s shoulder to invite her to come with him. The black filly doesn’t need much more invitation, trotting up to Terran’s side to brutally push her muzzle up his shoulder. ”Terran!” she exclaims happily, already eagerly reaching out to touch the sparkling golden wings. Her inspection is short though, as ruby eyes now focus on the sabino mare standing close to Terran. ”Hi.”
Ander follows with a small grin. Now he had gotten used to the idea of his mother as a filly all over, it was kind of amusing too. It made him wonder if she’d been like this when she had been a child before, under grandpa Ruan’s care. By the time he reaches the black trio he dips his head in a silent greeting, then looking at the unknown female in the exact same way as the filly. An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.