[mature] Wrapped in skin

[Clayton]

Clayton

Every Story Has Two Sides

His whole world had been flipped upside down, and it had left bim rightfully upset with the world. He has avoided contact with everyone, and slipped to the shadows of the Cove.

For whatever reason he decided to travel outside the Cove, perhaps seek out Kensa or even Adria and that is absolutely the only reason he was traveling through Pangea. As he moved it was silent, should anyone spot him his face full of anger should deter them from approaching.

Though he travels quickly, a familiar scent forces him to come to a halt. His anger seems to melt instantly as curiosity has taken over his body, could it be? he wonders to himself. The scent doesn't come by itself, it is clouded with fear or maybe it was stress. fuck he thinks to himself.

He wanted no part of Pangea or it's inhabitants, but he had to make sure Tahti was alright....the last time he had seen her they shared a night of...fun? It wasn't passion and honestly after it all was said and done it was something he figured they would bury and never discuss again.

His body was now in a full gallop, pulling him from the protection of the shadows until he saw his ebony friend on the floor,  clearly distressed. Tahti! , her name urgently leaves his maw and he slides to a halt as he reaches her.

The anxiety that flowed through his body had instantly relaxed as he saw she was pregnant....but they weren't his were they? It was so long ago that they....his head scans the horizon and with no other stallion approaching to claim his children Clayton decided to stay and support his friend, after all he missed his own children's birth.

As he approaches the mare she doesn't move, the ground is covered in blood, more than he imagines normal for birth. As he peers over further his eyes spot THREE foals, and his eyes burst open in a heartbeat. All three of the foals had horns and hooves to match Clayton's and two of them shared the same green as he. Fuck, he says to himself.

His eyes glance back to Tahti, the ebony body lay motionless. His muzzle reached down to her cheek, gently nuzzling her, I'll see you soon. He whispers, he knows all too well that his friend can respawn, but he may be left responsible for four children rather than three when she does appear.

With one last inhale of the mare's scent he moves to the children that are all certainly scared and confused. Hello children, you needn't be afraid. His maw reaches out gently touching the forelock of each child. I know you're all confused but we need to get back to our home . His voice is gentle and he nudges all three to encourage them to find there footing.

Again his eyes scan the horizon, the last thing he needed was to run into Dawn or Lie, but thankfully there scents are stale. Have you names? He asks, as he moves closer towards the Cove.

@[Tähti] [City]