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12-06-2013, 09:47 AM
Not long ago Arrane had been in the Threshold, recruiting a bay filly. Walking out of the scene with her and Tolriek, he had told her she was free to follow him to his home, the Foothills. Looking behind him, he heard the hoof beats of the bay filly, and hoped to answer any of her questions of Helovia. She seemed a little bit dazed at first with his invitation to the Foothills. He didn't want her to question finding a family and living here. Arrane sincerely wanted her to want to live here in these beautiful lands he called home.
To him, if she wasn't really willing, it made him feel uncomfortable, as if he were forcing Micha to move to this place. Sighing slightly with the internal war going on within him, he flicked his tail with the slight breeze that past by, ruffling his mane. The trees were thinning out as hills emerged into the white stallion's sight. The slopes gently curved at the top, and a smile appeared on his maw. This was his new home, but he never stopped missing his siblings and every so often his parents.
Leila and Willeow were his two most beloved sisters. He wanted to be the big brotherly figure to them, protecting them and never letting them getting in harms way. He wanted to make sure they were safe, and he felt the same way about Micha. The little filly was now like a little sister, especially when she was joining the Foothills, where all the horses were brethren. "Welcome to your new home, Micha", with a kind smile, he turned his head back on the little filly.
To him, if she wasn't really willing, it made him feel uncomfortable, as if he were forcing Micha to move to this place. Sighing slightly with the internal war going on within him, he flicked his tail with the slight breeze that past by, ruffling his mane. The trees were thinning out as hills emerged into the white stallion's sight. The slopes gently curved at the top, and a smile appeared on his maw. This was his new home, but he never stopped missing his siblings and every so often his parents.
Leila and Willeow were his two most beloved sisters. He wanted to be the big brotherly figure to them, protecting them and never letting them getting in harms way. He wanted to make sure they were safe, and he felt the same way about Micha. The little filly was now like a little sister, especially when she was joining the Foothills, where all the horses were brethren. "Welcome to your new home, Micha", with a kind smile, he turned his head back on the little filly.
