Night after night [birth] [open]

Night after night [birth] [open]

Daenerys Posts: 41

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Mare :: Equine :: 14.2 hh :: 5

Cami

07-14-2012, 05:23 PM

DAENERYS
All I loved, I loved alone.

She was so caught up in the moment, she lost awareness of anything or anyone else than the two of them. It was Akaith’s voice that drew her attention from her son, smiling placidly as Mirage came into view. There was no one she wanted to share this moment with more than her new sister, so she whickered to her quietly as she approached. Dany knew Mirage did not spare many kind thoughts about Viserys, but she hoped that the mare could rejoice no matter the circumstances. She was not disappointed, and she bumped muzzles with the ebony mare in warm greeting. Dany felt a jolt of joy, and she knew what Mirage said was true; just as she had hoped; her son was born with a fire in him, a strength. "Thank you, sister," she said softly, her eyes portraying the pride of a new mother.

Viserys was not in her thoughts anymore, for he could never harm them. His act had been gruesome, but from much pain and despair had come this beautiful child that was now nursing at her side. The colt bore only little resemblance to his father, not as frail and slick, but wholesome and regal, like his late uncle Rhaegar. In time, she hoped they could forget the whole thing, but she knew that questions would come and answers be demanded. Not for a long time, but eventually. Dany then realized that Mirage had voiced a question, and with her gaze directed at her son, she spoke the name that she had decided on long ago. "Ahriman." The god of darkness. He would be everything his namesake was not. While Dany greeted Akaith with a whicker, Ahri had dragged his attention from feeding for a moment. The colt looked at Mirage with wide eyes, reaching out to her as she had to him, bumping his tiny muzzle against her’s. A whinny escaped him, fluffy tail flicking against his rump in sheer joy.

Daenerys had not noticed the buckskin mare until she started moving within the trees. The pale femme raised her head, lobes shifting back and forth, but there was nothing threatening about the approaching equine, so she relaxed. The stranger then proceeded to compliment Ahriman, which of course won her some regard in Dany’s eyes. What kind of mother does not want to see her children praised? "That is very kind, m'lady. I cannot recall if we have met...?" she spoke in her melodic voice, Ahriman turning his small head to look at the newcomer too. He felt that his mother was not as familiar with this mare as she had been with the former, so he stayed close with her, but curious eyes danced back to the buckskin stranger ever so often.

Dany did not have a mind to tell the mare off, she had approached in peace, and this joyful event the snowy fae wanted to share with the whole world. Her pride in her new son was obvious, and she caressed his strong back with her maw. His coat was unbelievably white, as pure as the driven snow, without a hint of gold or silver, as was custom within his lineage. For now, he was full and content, peering curiously at Akaith, the dragon obviously spiking the pale child’s interest.

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