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05-15-2016, 10:59 AM
He returned Myrrine’s tender, sweet greeting with his broad muzzle pressing gently into her own— though his attention quickly shifted to her slightly sway as his nostrils flared at the fresh blood dripping down her hindlimb. Black brows rose, but before the King could comment, the speckled white stallion arrived and pranced uneasily around the gathering. Navy gaze follow the high-kneed trot, ears swung forward to catch the billowing snorts— his eyes only widened when the unfortunately familiar scent of scorched flesh languidly drifted into his own nostrils. Gaze rakes his body, finding tender blistered skin bright against the pale flesh.
Ears tilted back, but before he can ask his friend about his injury, Mauja was calling for a healer and sending his owls to the skies. Briefly, his skin rippled, hoping that his favored and newest Moon Doctor, Tilney, would be the one the owls found. Eva and Aly had seen his dark secrets— he would rather not have them divulged around a strange stallion or at the beside of a new filly. Births were meant to be joyous things…
But his hopes were futile, as the black and white beauty approached. The way she ignored him was palpable, though his own navy gaze followed her every move; ears perked and catching every word. She remarked on Mauja’s injuries, he was satisfied to hear she would tend to them, and then focused her gentle but no-nonsense attention on Myrrine. Only a healer could master that kind of attentiveness.
As Alysanne began to heal the new mother, his attention shifted to the wobbling legs of Laume. A soft smile crinkled his dark eyes, though he watched her only for a few moments— as her sire was now addressing him. Navy gaze shifted to the handsome, chromed gold pegasus— and approval settled on Tembovu’s masked face as he watched the outsider catch and accept Myrrine’s stumbling weight.
Slowly, his great skull nodded, “I am glad to hear it,” was his simple reply to the winged man, “If you wish to be a greater part of your daughter’s life, you are welcome to join us in the Edge.” With a last smile to Myrrine and Laume, a sad glance to Alysanne, and a pained look to Mauja’s chest, the King gave a brief nod in parting and walked back into the mist.
Ears tilted back, but before he can ask his friend about his injury, Mauja was calling for a healer and sending his owls to the skies. Briefly, his skin rippled, hoping that his favored and newest Moon Doctor, Tilney, would be the one the owls found. Eva and Aly had seen his dark secrets— he would rather not have them divulged around a strange stallion or at the beside of a new filly. Births were meant to be joyous things…
But his hopes were futile, as the black and white beauty approached. The way she ignored him was palpable, though his own navy gaze followed her every move; ears perked and catching every word. She remarked on Mauja’s injuries, he was satisfied to hear she would tend to them, and then focused her gentle but no-nonsense attention on Myrrine. Only a healer could master that kind of attentiveness.
As Alysanne began to heal the new mother, his attention shifted to the wobbling legs of Laume. A soft smile crinkled his dark eyes, though he watched her only for a few moments— as her sire was now addressing him. Navy gaze shifted to the handsome, chromed gold pegasus— and approval settled on Tembovu’s masked face as he watched the outsider catch and accept Myrrine’s stumbling weight.
Slowly, his great skull nodded, “I am glad to hear it,” was his simple reply to the winged man, “If you wish to be a greater part of your daughter’s life, you are welcome to join us in the Edge.” With a last smile to Myrrine and Laume, a sad glance to Alysanne, and a pained look to Mauja’s chest, the King gave a brief nod in parting and walked back into the mist.
Tembovu
The Elephant King
Tembovu out! <3
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