| Deceased |
| Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17 hh :: 10 years Buff: NOVICE |
| Dark |
She awoke, looking at me. She apologized, but what for? She had been resting, and she had needed the rest. Smiling, I pressed my cheek against hers, withdrawing it only moments after. I kissed her shoulder, a smile on my lips. "It's quite alright, my love. You need your rest." I murmured, laying my head across her shoulder. She nuzzled her scarred stomach, and I raised my head, nuzzling her stomach as well. There was our new child, curled up in her womb, waiting for their day to come.
I touched my muzzle to Delinne's as she brushed her stomach, I could feel her warm breath colliding with mine, my breath brushing across her stomach. She spoke again, words hitting me in the face. A... a home? But where? The Dragon's Throat would likely not accept me, after I ignorantly challenged Kri. That had been a big mistake. I didn't speak for a while, wondering why Delinne wanted a home...
Oh.
That's why.
She probably didn't want our child to live as an outcast. It made sense, an outcast life was no life for a young child. I smiled, looking at Delinne. "A home? As in, a herdland? Um... well, I suppose we could find one. Do you have a herd in mind? Dragon's Throat is off the list for me because of my history with them." I snickered, a smile on my lips. She was thinking about our child, and it's future. The child needed a place to call home, and so did we.
Besides, if this eternal night was still happening when our child was born, we would need to find a herd, where there was light. Our child could not be raised in a world of dark, no no it couldn't. So joining a herd was a good plan. At least, I thought so.
"Blah blah blah."
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"When you grow old, you will die and rot on the ground,
Other horses will dance when you all crumble, when your kingdom falls.
When your crowns break."
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