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02-26-2015, 02:34 PM
Madarlon The youthful creature was benevolent and attentive, perhaps blessed by the feminine chromosome gifted to her at conception. She came forward without question to shield his battle worn body from the very element in whose name they served – the Sun. Her type brought compassion to the cruellest of all the arts, and that was a quality to be treasured. Ever gracious the decrepit stallion bowed his haggard crest in response. There was no denying the instant relief the hearty mare’s shade presented. Madarlon nodded slowly but earnestly as she revealed the truth – the insecurity which lurked beneath primed sinew and shining, rippling bay. It was like rust, a disease, corroding away confidence, and the old weather-beaten stallion had seen the same in many ambitious warriors before her. There was a cure, and it was well within Megaera’s reach. “Courage is the most important of all the virtues, my dear,” he replied boldly, effortlessly. Mucus rattled in his chest as he drew a long, pensive breath and he coughed hoarsely, turning from her for a moment, politely. The harsh sound broke soon enough into a cheerful chuckle and his cracked, dry lips smiled broadly... “Of course, there is nothing wrong with a little facilitation between comrades.” His fathomless gaze softened as it wandered without hurry between her glistening, brown eyes, and his attention dipped at last to the leather armour heaped against the blistering sand. It was indeed the end of an era, his aged bones were thin, and like Baradeer before him, the dishevelled bay knew well that his time on earth too, was drawing to an end. With thoughtfulness fixing through his tired expression, Madarlon lowered his nose to brush the tanned suit and he tasted the old familiar hue of his brother with a heavy heart. “This leather, Megaera...” the stallion began tenderly, “...it has seen many a war, guarded its soldier from both tooth and blade. You will find none more faithful in all of Helovia.” His heavy skull lifted again and he nodded sagely, studying her with a kind eye. “It is yours now...” |
@[Megaera]
