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09-30-2012, 10:19 PM
BEYOND HERE LIES NOTHING
Perhaps, just perhaps, this was his god’s way of curing an impossible wound. He could scarcely believe just how such a thing could be. Yet, here he was. Walking through the desert with an orphaned foal; his mind was lost in quiet thought. Midas glanced down at the youth. The sweet foal that skipped/walked at his shoulder looked nothing like his predecessor. Creamy chocolate pelt and snow kissed markings were striking, yet, nothing of the color or texture of the one he had lost. The personality was different as well.
Hope knotted a tight cord around his heart. To offer his life to another, without second thought. It was so sudden; but then again—such was the way of life.
"You no leave me?"
Cera spoke up again, hesitant and in need of reassurance, warmed muzzle pressed along his neck. The innocent motion triggered an instinctive reflex that lowered skull to better offer answer; blowing out gently upon his little friends forelock Midas paused movement and replied softly, “No, little one—I will not leave you.” His heart warmed instantly. Was this his chance for atonement?
Smiling a little, he nudged Cera forward with the butt of his snout against shortened baby mane. With a lightened tone he said, “Let’s get moving, wouldn’t want a stray rouge getting past us, eh?” Giving Cera something to focus on would be constructive for them both in this moment. Plus, there was no time, when teaching was not a good thing. Forelimbs struck sand and sunk a little as he started out at an easy trot for himself, but the pace would be much quicker for Ceras shorter legs. Reason being, he hoped to burn off a little of that pent up energy the child seemed to have before they wrapped up for the night.
OOC: Wanna call this closed and maybe start another elsewhere? <'3? Oh, and have you decided if Midas was actually going to adopt Cera?
Hope knotted a tight cord around his heart. To offer his life to another, without second thought. It was so sudden; but then again—such was the way of life.
"You no leave me?"
Cera spoke up again, hesitant and in need of reassurance, warmed muzzle pressed along his neck. The innocent motion triggered an instinctive reflex that lowered skull to better offer answer; blowing out gently upon his little friends forelock Midas paused movement and replied softly, “No, little one—I will not leave you.” His heart warmed instantly. Was this his chance for atonement?
Smiling a little, he nudged Cera forward with the butt of his snout against shortened baby mane. With a lightened tone he said, “Let’s get moving, wouldn’t want a stray rouge getting past us, eh?” Giving Cera something to focus on would be constructive for them both in this moment. Plus, there was no time, when teaching was not a good thing. Forelimbs struck sand and sunk a little as he started out at an easy trot for himself, but the pace would be much quicker for Ceras shorter legs. Reason being, he hoped to burn off a little of that pent up energy the child seemed to have before they wrapped up for the night.
OOC: Wanna call this closed and maybe start another elsewhere? <'3? Oh, and have you decided if Midas was actually going to adopt Cera?
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