05-04-2016, 05:16 PM
FORGIVENESS IS A CONCERN FOR THE LIVING.
Arthas listens as the olive mare speaks, his ears flicker about as the critters run around in the dirt and surrounding trees, Squealing from energy stored during there hibernation. His attention back to the green mare who told him about how she in-fact had plenty to think about, confirming his suspicions of holding twins inside her. His eyes grew wide with that announcement, he could not imagine the amount of annoyance the foals inside of her must be causing.
Dacia she introduced herself as, a beautiful name he thought to himself. Repeating her name a few times in his head, familiarizing himself with the way it sounds, and engraving it to his memory. He gave a comical laugh as she said her smile was because the twins would be out of her soon, he had sympathy for her. "I guess that is a reason to be smiling" he replied curving his lips into a smile of his own. She asked if he had been in the chambers long because she had not met him, he snorted due to the comical of her sentence. He had not met many members of the Chambers, and they still did not know he was a member. "Well, I have been a member for about four or five seasons now." He paused glancing at her "What about you? I have never seen you around either" curious to her whereabouts.
As soon as he could finish his sentence the mare apologize for shifting, in what he presumed to be pain of the foals. She followed up her apology with a statement saying that something was not right, and he was no doctor to disagree with her. He would have asked what was wrong but before he could spit it out a rush of water leaked from her rear. He did not have any kin of his own, but he has been around foals and seen mares give birth, he could assume her water just broke....right...in...front...of...him...His eyes grew wide as Dacia asked him to help her. "Well....what do you want me to do!?" he said frantically, what he really wanted to say was, who the hell is the father, so he could go find him, but he did not think it would be so nice to say to a mare in labor. She appeared young to him, and by her desire for his help he imagined it had to be her first time foaling. He really was unsure on what to do to help her, she had to do all the pushing and what not. He stepped closer pressing his hind quarters to her offering stability until she felt the need to lay down, hopefully this was the help she was looking for.
ARTHAS