Penna had followed the foal from high above making sure his path was a safe one. The bird was sure Ilios didn't want him tagging along and he couldn't really blame him, it was hard to have fun when you always had a nanny. The bird chuckled softly as he watched his bonded's foal buck and laugh; if only Parelia could feel as happy has the golden and teal boy. Sighing he followed from above watched the colt happily, he didn't mind being sent to watch after something so precious, especially since he meant the world to his cremello soul-mate. When they came across the boy's father the falcon was not surprised, it was only a matter of time since he would meet the steel stallion. He circled above the pair and decided then and there to never tell his bonded about this special meeting.

His golden hide quivered as steel eyes looked upon the Father he had only met once, and for such a short time. Ilios was frozen with surprise, wonder, and a small amount of fear. What if this was a trick that his marvelous island brought upon everyone at some point? What if the male before him wasn't his dad; would he get mad at being called Father? His fear turned from the thought of a stranger to an unhappy dad. As his young eyes moved over the dappled stallion he knew without a doubt this was his dad. They had the same silver eyes and the same ivy like markings, even though his own were teal there was no mistaking the leafy vine markings. Maybe his dad didn't want anything to do with him and would chase him away, because he was a disgrace? His gaze flicked to the white tiger before being pulled back to the Unicorn.

The male confirmed his suspicion that this was his Father when he knew his own name. Ciceron's words were almost lost in his buzzing brain, but the 'mom' brought him around. Slowly his handsome horned dome turned from side to side. His voice was a tiny squeak, "No she is at home, but I do have permission to be here. Penna is here too..." His voice trialed away with uncertainty as he flicked his golden and ivy masked face upward where the bird circled. 'What am I supposed to say to him? I don't know anything about him.' Pain filled narrow chest causing his small black and white tipped tail to swish back and forth like a very happy dog. "It's umm... good to see you Father." Unable to think of anything else to say he forced his spindly legs to move; stepping cautiously closer. What if he really didn't want to be associated with his son? A slender crack appeared on his young heart threatening to shatter the fragile emotions held there.


"Speech" 'Thoughts'
TAGS: @[Ciceron]
NOTES: Sorry it took so long!
WORDS: 476