"I can tell you what you need to know about the mare--but nothing other than that. I am Archibald the Dauntless, son of Mandrake." He did not add that she had many other sons, or that he was her favorite, or anything else that was directly related to his family. Archibald would not stand here and talk over his family business, but because it was requested from the Earth God Archibald would give her the bare minimum. It was no secret that Archibald favored the Earth God above all others--the bay god had blessed him with his incredible power as well as his wondrous companion. Archibald would be forever thankful and in debt to the deity. Apart from being blessed by the hooves of the patron earth, the god looked over the Foothills like it was his child. Archibald shared a similar love for the mountainous region, and he felt connected to the god because of it.
"Tell me, what does the Earth God demand of you, how full of knowledge must you be before returning to his shrine?" Archibald flicked his tail impatiently, already growing tired of standing here. His body wanted to chase the mare away, teeth scrape over the contour of her muscled rump as he watched her run away from him like a scared whelp.
I've been known for my hate,
but I'm a dealer of simple choices;
for me it's never too late.
please tag me