Watching the other stallion from the corner of his eye he was pleased to hear the soft footfalls of his angel making her way forward. Turning his gaze to meet hers at last he felt a little bit of comfort enter the situation quelling his vast jealousy that had made him feel almost paranoid. Reaching out to Parelia he affectionately returned her gesture holding himself back from throwing the other stallion a smug look that clearly said back off dude, she is mine. Instead he turned himself so that he was parallel beside Parelia so that they could continue their conversation. His face gave away nothing of his real feelings towards the stallion he now knew was Hawkeye by the introduction.

Tipping his head towards him in greeting to his fellow herd brother as his name was mentioned his eyes flickered to Parelia once again. Only it was not her beauty that caught his attention as per usual it was the rather shaky appearance of her body. Concern rippled through him making him want to bring up the topic immediately but given the presence of the other he held back. Was there something wrong? Why was she shaking like this? His memory flicked back to the last couple weeks and the rather emotional day they had shared. He could only hope that the information he had shared was not the cause of her current state. Ice slowly crept into his veins at the thought, please let him be wrong and simply overthinking things as per usual.

The other's unfamiliar voice caught him off guard bringing his attention back to the present. Off the ice? What? As his gaze fell he clued in to what Hawkeye meant by off the ice. "I quite agree, lets move over to ground a little more stable." He replied gently nudging Parelia's shoulder hoping to encourage her to move off the ice. Stilling his own movements to limit the chance of the ice cracking underneath them he tried to not let the concern trail into his voice without much success.

Seemingly unaware of the danger she was in Parelia spoke once more introducing a small bird perched a top of her back. Her egg, it must have hatched as well! A smile drew across his lips as he gazed down at the little falcon with curiosity. It was amazing the creatures that lay within the eggs where did they ever come from? Red raw skin adorning the portion of Parelia's back beneath where the creature sat caused him to set his ears back slightly horrified by the damage. Something would have to be done about this but right now he needed them both on safe ground. Hidden beneath the thickness of his mane he felt Kiara turn around wanting to know what was going on but keeping herself hidden. Her emotions were becoming a little easier to read but everything was still blurred at the best of times. He assumed that with time things would be easier for them to communicate but until then he could only guess at what she was thinking.

Ciceron talks
Ciceron thinks
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