The Nokota stallion feels more confident this time as he nears the edge of the edge of the meadow, the new mare he had claimed, Silic, about even with his flank. He turns his neck to look at her with a small smile. This is entirely new for him- he is not sure how to treat her, to act with her, how to protect her. The only example he's seen is his own parents, the ones responsible for the dark desires festering deep inside of him. But he has chosen to ignore them and choose his own path.
He has not spoken much on the trip from the field to here, thinking mostly about what to do next. He and Silic are to look for a herdland together, somewhere that makes them both happy. He had been thinking about taking a herd to the Volcanic Village in the Chamber, but a certain stallion he met in the field and then again in the meadow made him think differently. Ironically, he had come from the same kingdom as the horse he and Silic had just left in the field- the Falls. He snorts at the idea and shakes off the idea of meeting Archam again, one concept he is not particularly found of. Besides, Silic had not seemed to like the idea of a kingdom. They would have to find their home elsewhere.
"So... I guess this will be our home for a while," He says, looking out across it. He nips playfully at her mane, shoving the dark thoughts to the back of his mind. He does not have to think about such things, nor does he want to. He smells the air for familiar scents, and his tail swishes once as he recognizes a few. He hopes that one in particular, the one that is distinctly male, is old and that the stallion he dreads of seeing will be somewhere far away today.
He makes a small, pathetic attempt at conversation. "Where did you live before you came here?" He asks, swishing his tail at her flank.
He has not spoken much on the trip from the field to here, thinking mostly about what to do next. He and Silic are to look for a herdland together, somewhere that makes them both happy. He had been thinking about taking a herd to the Volcanic Village in the Chamber, but a certain stallion he met in the field and then again in the meadow made him think differently. Ironically, he had come from the same kingdom as the horse he and Silic had just left in the field- the Falls. He snorts at the idea and shakes off the idea of meeting Archam again, one concept he is not particularly found of. Besides, Silic had not seemed to like the idea of a kingdom. They would have to find their home elsewhere.
"So... I guess this will be our home for a while," He says, looking out across it. He nips playfully at her mane, shoving the dark thoughts to the back of his mind. He does not have to think about such things, nor does he want to. He smells the air for familiar scents, and his tail swishes once as he recognizes a few. He hopes that one in particular, the one that is distinctly male, is old and that the stallion he dreads of seeing will be somewhere far away today.
He makes a small, pathetic attempt at conversation. "Where did you live before you came here?" He asks, swishing his tail at her flank.