09-18-2016, 04:52 PM
As Nerius looked around at the group of horses that had followed Kreios to their new home, he began to feel a sense of longing in his heart. He had yet to tell his dam that he one day wished to leave as well; he strived for independence, and secretly envied his elder sister Sirana for the fact that she did not have to stay here under the watchful eye of Anahi. Of course, Sirana's situation was different, but the point remained that she was somewhere else, living her life.
Nerius wished to do the same thing. Maybe he'd claim life as a bachelor. Maybe he'd join a different kingdom and serve as a liaison. Maybe he'd settle with a mare or two and have a small herd of his own, or even just one mare, like the painted General of the Falls, Jedi, who had settled down with Sunfall.
Though, Nerius knew the stallion was going to be in a heap of trouble once the secret got out. A secret that he knew, along with his sister and dam...
But for the sake of sparing their friend any more heartache, the trio had withheld it from Raxa. Though, Nerius, and his family, suspected that the brindled mare would start to figure it out, considering that her roaning color was starting to lean more towards the base of her sire's, rather than her mother's bright roan white-streaked brindled coat.
Never a more unique feature had Nerius ever seen, even with his own champagne roan coat and black mane and tail. He didn't know it, or didn't acknowledge, but he was growing into a fine young stallion, one who would surely follow in his father's hoof steps and become a powerful leader in his own right.
Kreios called out to the horses that had followed him to the new kingdom. He proclaimed his gratitude that he had been chosen as the leader before asking for the opinions of others to see how they wished for the kingdom to be formed or run.
Nerius stepped up, eager to say his piece, "If I may be so bold King Kreios, while I fully support your being chosen as the leader, I believe that we would benefit from having some sort of council, some horses elected to help make decisions to keep the benefits of the kingdom at the front of discussions so that priorities are met. You, as the king, will still be the tiebreaker, but I believe it could be beneficial, rather than the decisions being made solely by one horse alone.
"Also, I think that the castes should be further divided; perhaps there are some warriors who are solely trained for battle, and others that are trained moreso for defense, protection, so that they can help defend the others while the other warriors and fighting the intruders so that the others have a chance to escape. Perhaps some diplomats as well, but split that too. Some who travel, some who stay here to help maintain order. Maybe even some horses that are trained to use their environment to their advantage so they can keep a lookout on the other kingdoms so that we can be on the alert should anything like the raid happen again that could anger Beqanna."
Nerius wished to do the same thing. Maybe he'd claim life as a bachelor. Maybe he'd join a different kingdom and serve as a liaison. Maybe he'd settle with a mare or two and have a small herd of his own, or even just one mare, like the painted General of the Falls, Jedi, who had settled down with Sunfall.
Though, Nerius knew the stallion was going to be in a heap of trouble once the secret got out. A secret that he knew, along with his sister and dam...
But for the sake of sparing their friend any more heartache, the trio had withheld it from Raxa. Though, Nerius, and his family, suspected that the brindled mare would start to figure it out, considering that her roaning color was starting to lean more towards the base of her sire's, rather than her mother's bright roan white-streaked brindled coat.
Never a more unique feature had Nerius ever seen, even with his own champagne roan coat and black mane and tail. He didn't know it, or didn't acknowledge, but he was growing into a fine young stallion, one who would surely follow in his father's hoof steps and become a powerful leader in his own right.
Kreios called out to the horses that had followed him to the new kingdom. He proclaimed his gratitude that he had been chosen as the leader before asking for the opinions of others to see how they wished for the kingdom to be formed or run.
Nerius stepped up, eager to say his piece, "If I may be so bold King Kreios, while I fully support your being chosen as the leader, I believe that we would benefit from having some sort of council, some horses elected to help make decisions to keep the benefits of the kingdom at the front of discussions so that priorities are met. You, as the king, will still be the tiebreaker, but I believe it could be beneficial, rather than the decisions being made solely by one horse alone.
"Also, I think that the castes should be further divided; perhaps there are some warriors who are solely trained for battle, and others that are trained moreso for defense, protection, so that they can help defend the others while the other warriors and fighting the intruders so that the others have a chance to escape. Perhaps some diplomats as well, but split that too. Some who travel, some who stay here to help maintain order. Maybe even some horses that are trained to use their environment to their advantage so they can keep a lookout on the other kingdoms so that we can be on the alert should anything like the raid happen again that could anger Beqanna."