10-16-2018, 01:35 AM
Nalia found it rather charming that Roseen had dedicated her colt in the name of a friend she'd grown up in her home herd with. The duo had parted ways, it seemed, but Roseen still obviously cherished their friendship, something Nalia would not get in the way of ever. She thought it was good for others to hold onto certain memories, especially cherished, happy ones, something to give them hope in the future.
When Leilan started talking with Roseen, the duo going back and forth about the colt, and Breckin adding in her own input, Nalia stepped back to allow them a small bit of privacy. It wasn't quite a lot since the filly was still in the immediate area and could hear them, but she could at least pretend she wasn't listening. It was obvious that these three had a history; what kind, she didn't know. For a moment, Nalia became distracted by Thorgal's attempts to stand, then Breckin cut in with her explanation for why she'd brought Leilan here.
Nalia's mind was swimming; exactly what was going on here? What history ran so deep with these three that Breckin was actually apologizing for bringing the stallion here to visit the colt, his son? The stallion had his own piece to say about that, saying that even if Roseen grew to hate him, she should not let that influence how she raised her colt. As much as the filly was growing annoyed by him, he did have a point. The colt didn't need to hate his sire, even if his dam did. He would learn the history between the two of them when he was grown, but he didn't need to grow up hating one parent for actions he didn't have control over.
Question was, how would Roseen handle that?
The filly watched as Roseen looked to the stallion before her eyes went to Breckin, and Nalia caught the pain hidden behind those beautiful brown eyes. She wondered what the mare was thinking right now, assessing the situation, before telling Leilan the ground rules under which he could visit Thorgal. Nalia's ears turned toward her, wondering what the stallion would think before she remembered the other horse here.
Even though the mare was trying to hide her pain, Nalia could just feel her composure was starting to crack. She stepped closer to the Queen, stretching out her neck to look up at the taller mare's eyes, whispering to her in a gentle voice, "Are you all right?"
@[Breckin] @[Roseen] @[Leilan]
When Leilan started talking with Roseen, the duo going back and forth about the colt, and Breckin adding in her own input, Nalia stepped back to allow them a small bit of privacy. It wasn't quite a lot since the filly was still in the immediate area and could hear them, but she could at least pretend she wasn't listening. It was obvious that these three had a history; what kind, she didn't know. For a moment, Nalia became distracted by Thorgal's attempts to stand, then Breckin cut in with her explanation for why she'd brought Leilan here.
Nalia's mind was swimming; exactly what was going on here? What history ran so deep with these three that Breckin was actually apologizing for bringing the stallion here to visit the colt, his son? The stallion had his own piece to say about that, saying that even if Roseen grew to hate him, she should not let that influence how she raised her colt. As much as the filly was growing annoyed by him, he did have a point. The colt didn't need to hate his sire, even if his dam did. He would learn the history between the two of them when he was grown, but he didn't need to grow up hating one parent for actions he didn't have control over.
Question was, how would Roseen handle that?
The filly watched as Roseen looked to the stallion before her eyes went to Breckin, and Nalia caught the pain hidden behind those beautiful brown eyes. She wondered what the mare was thinking right now, assessing the situation, before telling Leilan the ground rules under which he could visit Thorgal. Nalia's ears turned toward her, wondering what the stallion would think before she remembered the other horse here.
Even though the mare was trying to hide her pain, Nalia could just feel her composure was starting to crack. She stepped closer to the Queen, stretching out her neck to look up at the taller mare's eyes, whispering to her in a gentle voice, "Are you all right?"
@[Breckin] @[Roseen] @[Leilan]