08-04-2015, 12:27 PM
Texas’s ability to get away with being a poor parent has been, for the most part, a lucky coincidence. Either the mothers of his offspring have ben exceptional enough to make up for his absence or he’s just been absent entirely. He has assured himself that even if their mothers aren’t perfect, the kids will have inherited enough of his genetics to be able to make it anyway. Hadn’t he survived being abandoned as a child? He’s turned out just fine. Brennen has proven that such skills are inheritable, and Texas sleeps soundly at night without worry about the welfare of his descendants.
This year, of course, is different.
He’s never before had the pleasure (misfortune?) of having a child with a kingdom mate. There had been Believe and Prague, of course, but they were his lovers as well as his co-rulers, and the situation with Eld is not quite the same. The roan mare is nice enough, that’s for sure, but Texas feels no special affection for her. She is affable enough to laugh off his somewhat coarse personality and he doesn’t mind her presence in the Falls; that is as much as he’s willing to admit.
She will be giving birth soon, he knows, but does not at all expect to hear her call for him. He’s never seen a single birth, not even with his eighty plus children. He has no idea what she expects from him, and for that reason he is somewhat slow to respond. The Falls is not a large kingdom, but he takes no sortcuts, and so arrives as Eld is greeting the child for the first time.
It’s a boy – Texas has always liked boys, if only because they will never become Amazons. He is roan, like his mother, but darker. He is much too small for Texas to see any of himself in the boy, but since he does know the boy is his, he smiles proudly nonetheless. “Congratulations,” he says with a wry grin, taking his gaze from son to mother, “Well, Congratulations to us both, I suppose, but you did most of the work.”
(ooc: I AM SO SLOW AT POSTING AND I AM SORRY D: D: D:)
This year, of course, is different.
He’s never before had the pleasure (misfortune?) of having a child with a kingdom mate. There had been Believe and Prague, of course, but they were his lovers as well as his co-rulers, and the situation with Eld is not quite the same. The roan mare is nice enough, that’s for sure, but Texas feels no special affection for her. She is affable enough to laugh off his somewhat coarse personality and he doesn’t mind her presence in the Falls; that is as much as he’s willing to admit.
She will be giving birth soon, he knows, but does not at all expect to hear her call for him. He’s never seen a single birth, not even with his eighty plus children. He has no idea what she expects from him, and for that reason he is somewhat slow to respond. The Falls is not a large kingdom, but he takes no sortcuts, and so arrives as Eld is greeting the child for the first time.
It’s a boy – Texas has always liked boys, if only because they will never become Amazons. He is roan, like his mother, but darker. He is much too small for Texas to see any of himself in the boy, but since he does know the boy is his, he smiles proudly nonetheless. “Congratulations,” he says with a wry grin, taking his gaze from son to mother, “Well, Congratulations to us both, I suppose, but you did most of the work.”
(ooc: I AM SO SLOW AT POSTING AND I AM SORRY D: D: D:)
T E X A S
immortal silver bay hybrid stallion
king of the falls