05-18-2021, 03:16 PM
His shoulder itched, loose hair moulting out to reveal dark chocolate color underneath. He rubbed on the knobbly tree trunk he'd just been battering, watching as the tufts drifted away. His father was coming. The image of his sire wreathed in golden light, an idol of strength and security from his childhood.
The memory faded in time to be replaced by the living entity. The itch in his shoulder was forgotten, an uneven patch of partially shed hair the only evidence remaining for the moment. They stood nearly eye to eye now. Rey was still whip-thin and leggy, but it was only a matter of time before muscle would fill him out and complete the semblance to his sire.
"Dad," he answered, a twang of guilt twisting his gut, even if he couldn't think of having done anything wrong. "Okay, I guess. How're you...?" He asked, turning to face the elder stallion. It was, perhaps, part of his problem. The sense of general uselessness that had been growing in him ever since he'd been old enough to be tired with childish games.
@[Yanhua]
The memory faded in time to be replaced by the living entity. The itch in his shoulder was forgotten, an uneven patch of partially shed hair the only evidence remaining for the moment. They stood nearly eye to eye now. Rey was still whip-thin and leggy, but it was only a matter of time before muscle would fill him out and complete the semblance to his sire.
"Dad," he answered, a twang of guilt twisting his gut, even if he couldn't think of having done anything wrong. "Okay, I guess. How're you...?" He asked, turning to face the elder stallion. It was, perhaps, part of his problem. The sense of general uselessness that had been growing in him ever since he'd been old enough to be tired with childish games.
@[Yanhua]