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12-10-2013, 03:25 PM
A warm smile accompanied the stallion's reaction to his leaders words. Arrane had never been so loyally, and utterly devoted to someone (besides his old herd and family), but felt that ways towards Apollo. He had rescued him from the lonesome life of an outcast, bringing some joy, ridding most of the pain by allowing him to live here and meet many other kindred spirits. The best thing about it was that his home was beautiful, and he also had the freedom to explore to his heart's intent. This was his new home and family now, though the thoughts of his beloved sister lingered freshly each day. Arrane was content and was fulfilling a life of happiness, which also included spars, and recruiting others to join their growing herd.
Micha's voice was timid, wavering slightly as she recited Apollo's name, a humoresque smile appeared on his maw, and as she slid behind him as a shield. Gently flicking his tail against her flank, it was in his best intent to soothe her and install confidence. There was no need to fear someone as noble as Apollo. Staying quiet but with intense observation, Arrane noted as the filly's voice gained more esteem and seemed stronger by each sentence. She just wanted to belong. Like him. Like many others subjected to a life without a herd. As she took her place besides him, the stallion craned his elegant neck, nudging Michad cheekbone. "Don't be afraid", he cooed with the tone he used with his sisters a long time back.
He now saw it all. If Micha was determined to be someone in the herd, the stallion with brotherly instincts, would do everything to help her achieve her goal. She was like Leila, except with lighter fur and golden eyes. But the same aura surrounded the two fillies, and he would live up to helping every newcomer feel truly apart of the Foothills. No soul would ever be excluded.
Micha's voice was timid, wavering slightly as she recited Apollo's name, a humoresque smile appeared on his maw, and as she slid behind him as a shield. Gently flicking his tail against her flank, it was in his best intent to soothe her and install confidence. There was no need to fear someone as noble as Apollo. Staying quiet but with intense observation, Arrane noted as the filly's voice gained more esteem and seemed stronger by each sentence. She just wanted to belong. Like him. Like many others subjected to a life without a herd. As she took her place besides him, the stallion craned his elegant neck, nudging Michad cheekbone. "Don't be afraid", he cooed with the tone he used with his sisters a long time back.
He now saw it all. If Micha was determined to be someone in the herd, the stallion with brotherly instincts, would do everything to help her achieve her goal. She was like Leila, except with lighter fur and golden eyes. But the same aura surrounded the two fillies, and he would live up to helping every newcomer feel truly apart of the Foothills. No soul would ever be excluded.
