09-26-2018, 05:09 PM
Breckin turned to give Roseen what seemed to be an answer, until something seemed to stun the Queen into speechlessness. Her eyes were a mix of emotions, none of which Nalia could exactly identify. She locked her gaze on the newborn colt by Roseen's side, her smile disappearing in an instant as she tried to sort through her thoughts. Nalia was confused for a moment, wondering what exactly could have happened to make Breckin this way, but what she'd been in the middle of saying to Roseen seemed to snap the Queen out of her stupor.
She finished Nalia's sentence, offering her two bits on the nice life Roseen could have here before she said she had to attend to something. The Queen left with hardly a word, brushing her muzzle along Nalia's wing before disappearing from sight.
That left Nalia alone with the bay mare, along with the wobbly legged colt. Nalia's eyes fixated on the small creature, extending her nose again to catch his scent. She wanted desperately to walk closer, to get to know him personally, but felt she should respect Roseen's space since the tiny being would no doubt be a bit intimidated by the large horse that was not his dam.
So, instead, Nalia's eyes softened even more, if that was possible, as she smiled at Roseen, "He's beautiful, and you've picked a lovely name for him."
The two horses were alone for a time before Breckin returned, another horse by her side. Feeling a bit protective of her new friend, Nalia stepped in front of Roseen some in case she needed to help defend her, extending one of her wings a little to help shield the colt. The newcomer with Breckin, Nalia had actually seen around Nerine a number of times, but she had not yet gotten a chance to know him. For all she knew, the stallion, something she both saw and determined when she heard him speak, could know Roseen, but Nalia's herd instincts told her to protect Roseen and Thorgal.
The stallion seemed to be in shock like Breckin was earlier, his eyes going white and his posture tensing like a coiled snake. It seemed he was having an internal struggle before he uttered a single word, 'Why?', followed by a full sentence, inquiring on if Roseen had named the colt yet.
Lowering her wing, thinking this stallion did not wish any ill will on the mare or her newborn, Nalia stepped back so Roseen could speak, wondering if Roseen had anything else to say beyond the colt's name. It was clear to the filly that this stallion, Roseen, and possibly, dare she say it, even Breckin, had history, and though she was not going to straight up ask what it was, she was curious to know since the birth of this colt had obviously shocked everyone.
@[Roseen] @[Leilan] @[Breckin]
She finished Nalia's sentence, offering her two bits on the nice life Roseen could have here before she said she had to attend to something. The Queen left with hardly a word, brushing her muzzle along Nalia's wing before disappearing from sight.
That left Nalia alone with the bay mare, along with the wobbly legged colt. Nalia's eyes fixated on the small creature, extending her nose again to catch his scent. She wanted desperately to walk closer, to get to know him personally, but felt she should respect Roseen's space since the tiny being would no doubt be a bit intimidated by the large horse that was not his dam.
So, instead, Nalia's eyes softened even more, if that was possible, as she smiled at Roseen, "He's beautiful, and you've picked a lovely name for him."
The two horses were alone for a time before Breckin returned, another horse by her side. Feeling a bit protective of her new friend, Nalia stepped in front of Roseen some in case she needed to help defend her, extending one of her wings a little to help shield the colt. The newcomer with Breckin, Nalia had actually seen around Nerine a number of times, but she had not yet gotten a chance to know him. For all she knew, the stallion, something she both saw and determined when she heard him speak, could know Roseen, but Nalia's herd instincts told her to protect Roseen and Thorgal.
The stallion seemed to be in shock like Breckin was earlier, his eyes going white and his posture tensing like a coiled snake. It seemed he was having an internal struggle before he uttered a single word, 'Why?', followed by a full sentence, inquiring on if Roseen had named the colt yet.
Lowering her wing, thinking this stallion did not wish any ill will on the mare or her newborn, Nalia stepped back so Roseen could speak, wondering if Roseen had anything else to say beyond the colt's name. It was clear to the filly that this stallion, Roseen, and possibly, dare she say it, even Breckin, had history, and though she was not going to straight up ask what it was, she was curious to know since the birth of this colt had obviously shocked everyone.
@[Roseen] @[Leilan] @[Breckin]