Adelric

The child's mother calls him and he is compelled to rise from his slumber to see what the noise is about. Looking to his still sleeping sister, the half-child nickers eagerly to her and tosses his head from side to side as he had learned to do from Erebos. The feeling of the air across his miniscule horn awakens and refreshes him, causing him to offer a half-smile in response to his fun; however, the child quickly has to make a decision. Should he follow mother or wait here for his beloved sister? He hems and haws but finally decides that he is hungry and his slumbering sibling will have to find her way on her own. Giving one last loving nicker to her, the half-child trots dutifully after the beloved paint that has birthed him.

When he falls in beside her, he suddenly realizes the meaning of the words 'herd meeting'. It is a gathering of all the scents he has smelled in the Falls since his birth. With so many horses all around him, the half-child instantly feels nervous and unworthy to be in there presence. He is too small, too meager, for such a sensational event as this. And then something else happens that sends him shivering. He realizes that his other mother, Delinne, is standing on the other side of his mother and the half-child finds that his eyes begin to water in memory of the angry colt that had yelled at him and told him that Delinne was not his mother. Adelric was certain that Azzarel hadn't known was he was talking about and still... the colt did not want to take any chances. He nudged his mother and then quickly cantered away, far from Delinne where he was least likely to cause anyone else to be angry. They needn't concern themselves with him, he was not even worthy of arousing anger in a worm.

Or so he thought, until he looked forward and realized that he was headed straight towards some small, rotund pony that he had never seen before. Trying to put his hooves out to stop himself, the half-child cringed in fear that he might hit this stallion that he had never even met before. This was why he was not worthy of such a meeting, he couldn't even hold himself together long enough to not crash into one of the other residents of his home. So, with hooves sliding across the gravel, the little colt closed his eyes and wondered if he would fell impact with pony or dirt first and hoped that neither would be particularly offended by the assault.

OOC| In order to save anybody any unnecessary reading if they don't have time... those who should read this post are Kiara, Delinne, Zunden and Wilibald

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