restraint [birch, hototo]

restraint [birch, hototo]

Birch Posts: 37

Windtossed Foothills Warrior

Stallion :: Hybrid :: 17.1 hh :: 84 Months

Adoptable

10-28-2012, 09:44 PM

The mare is a mother protective of all of her children- he saw it in the fire of her deep red eyes that reminded him of his own and he respected it. He was not one to ever think of himself as a nurturing sort- for he believed that to bring a child into this world was only a manner of preemptively taking them out of it- but he allowed himself to take a gentle step closer to the small bear that tore so hungrily at its play. He was more akin with this wild and violent creature than any other that breathed in the meadow.

Respectfully, he lowered his head. She spoke as if she held authority beyond that of a mother, and unlike the stallion that he had fought before, he believed her. Her challenge was open and direct and she made no attempts to solicit. She struck him as the type to stay on her own and outside of the confines of a herd, but he would have been more likely to follow her than Archibald any day.

That bastard- he still felt the throbbing pain from the fight, still had dry flecks of blood peeling off in places. He bent his head to nip at the scabs on his shoulder; they were more irritating as the healed, it was simpler tot aste the sharpness fo the blood on his teeth and feel the slight thrill of being alive while he still could be. To feel death or anything along its path was the closest he would get to salvation until the time came for the world to collapse in fire.

"My intent is not to harm," He said with a low baritone and a callous expression, "merely to exist in the same space, and perhaps learn. I apologize if this makes you uncomfortable," He answered her, ending the last thought as if there was more to say, and yet leaving it open and straightforwardly rude. She could hate him for all she wanted, he had every right to be where he was, and while he might apologize that would be all he would do. He would fight to stay in this ugly, barren, and unfamiliar meadow that held no importance to him- he would fight for anything if it meant bringing him any closer to death.

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