07-19-2019, 09:51 PM
Aten wasn't surprised when the filly near Lethia ducked beneath the mare's belly in an effort to hide from the stallion's gaze, her tense posture letting the stallion know that she was nervous with his sudden arrival. Aten made sure to give her the space she desired, moving so that he was near Lethia's front end so he could look directly at her.
Aten stretched out his neck and offered his muzzle to Lethia in return, gently nuzzling her in welcome. She jokes about the journey she'd had recently before telling Aten she was glad to see that the stallion was doing well himself. Aten was reminded of what recently happened when she said that; why else would she have annunciated how she was relieved to see him doing well? Aten knew that she cared for him, and he in turn cared for her. He was glad to have a horse like her by his side, whether as a friend or something more.
But would he have the courage?
Even though she was trying to be sneaky too, Aten didn't fail to notice the filly sneaking up on his belly to investigate the falcon sleeping on his back. He didn't move in an effort to avoid spooking the filly, watching from the corner of his eye with intrigue as she crept closer and reached up his barrel with her muzzle in an effort to smell the falcon. She pressed her muzzle twice behind his elbow first before reaching up as far as she could, her chin pressed against the stallion's shoulder blade, still trying to reach Turul.
The falcon was in a light doze again, and Aten kept one ear turned back toward the filly as he listened to Lethia's musical laugh. She introduced the filly by name this time, her relationship with Aten and Turul, and then asked if the filly wanted Taiga to be her home too.
Aten's lips curled up in a smile at the thought of the little filly living here, for she was quite intriguing and adorable. The stallion saw that she had not moved from his side yet, still intrigued by Turul, so, carefully, he twitched the muscles behind his withers, where the falcon's talons were resting. It took a few times to jostle him around enough, but, eventually, the falcon woke up, his eyes fluttering open as he tried to shake off his sleep.
Spreading out his wings, Turul gave Aten a sour look before the stallion told him of the little filly. Briefly confused, Turul realized what was going on when he looked down and saw that, indeed, there was a small filly at Aten's side. And, what's more, she was reaching up with her muzzle in an effort to get to him.
Aten was the only one to understand Turul's chuckle when the falcon opened his wings a little to slow his fall as he hopped off of Aten's back and landed on the ground near his front legs. The falcon stared at the filly a moment, tilting his head to one side before staying still, allowing her to make the first move.
Aten decided to look at Lethia while his friend was trying to get to know the filly, smiling at the golden mare, "How are you feeling in your state? Spring is only a short time away; I assume you are excited to finally meet your little one." Aten worked to hide his disappointment in that this colt or filly would not be of his blood, for he could see himself having a future like that with Lethia. The only issue was he was too afraid to admit his true feelings.
After all, what if things did not work out in the end? Aten would rather remain Lethia's friend than risk any future they had by saying something wrong.
@[Popinjay] @[Izora Lethia]
Aten stretched out his neck and offered his muzzle to Lethia in return, gently nuzzling her in welcome. She jokes about the journey she'd had recently before telling Aten she was glad to see that the stallion was doing well himself. Aten was reminded of what recently happened when she said that; why else would she have annunciated how she was relieved to see him doing well? Aten knew that she cared for him, and he in turn cared for her. He was glad to have a horse like her by his side, whether as a friend or something more.
But would he have the courage?
Even though she was trying to be sneaky too, Aten didn't fail to notice the filly sneaking up on his belly to investigate the falcon sleeping on his back. He didn't move in an effort to avoid spooking the filly, watching from the corner of his eye with intrigue as she crept closer and reached up his barrel with her muzzle in an effort to smell the falcon. She pressed her muzzle twice behind his elbow first before reaching up as far as she could, her chin pressed against the stallion's shoulder blade, still trying to reach Turul.
The falcon was in a light doze again, and Aten kept one ear turned back toward the filly as he listened to Lethia's musical laugh. She introduced the filly by name this time, her relationship with Aten and Turul, and then asked if the filly wanted Taiga to be her home too.
Aten's lips curled up in a smile at the thought of the little filly living here, for she was quite intriguing and adorable. The stallion saw that she had not moved from his side yet, still intrigued by Turul, so, carefully, he twitched the muscles behind his withers, where the falcon's talons were resting. It took a few times to jostle him around enough, but, eventually, the falcon woke up, his eyes fluttering open as he tried to shake off his sleep.
Spreading out his wings, Turul gave Aten a sour look before the stallion told him of the little filly. Briefly confused, Turul realized what was going on when he looked down and saw that, indeed, there was a small filly at Aten's side. And, what's more, she was reaching up with her muzzle in an effort to get to him.
Aten was the only one to understand Turul's chuckle when the falcon opened his wings a little to slow his fall as he hopped off of Aten's back and landed on the ground near his front legs. The falcon stared at the filly a moment, tilting his head to one side before staying still, allowing her to make the first move.
Aten decided to look at Lethia while his friend was trying to get to know the filly, smiling at the golden mare, "How are you feeling in your state? Spring is only a short time away; I assume you are excited to finally meet your little one." Aten worked to hide his disappointment in that this colt or filly would not be of his blood, for he could see himself having a future like that with Lethia. The only issue was he was too afraid to admit his true feelings.
After all, what if things did not work out in the end? Aten would rather remain Lethia's friend than risk any future they had by saying something wrong.
@[Popinjay] @[Izora Lethia]