02-18-2018, 09:13 PM
Ardashir
The universe seems to answer when asked for something either enough times, or by the emotions shared. Ardashir had wanted to see his mother again and know her voice, her scent. The adoption den is where he had lost his first unknown mare of a mother. But, Tarvelie had stepped in even before his fuzzy vision had cleared and claimed him as her own. Ardashir knew the winged mare as his one and only true mother. He raised his head once more to glance at the sky above before a sound flitted its way into his ears.
His nose the picked up the scent of another and he wondered at how he had allowed himself to be so distracted. He snapped back into that forward part of himself as the scent smacked him once more and he knew who it was that had come. The blue eyes stallion turned himself towards the dun mare with ivory colored wings. The ashen stallion let his ears slide forward and his body grow slack with relaxation upon seeing Tarvelie. Yes, he was scared and had learned to respect the things that lurked in those dark pools of the ocean.
Her voice had been soft but, with only the ocean and the surrounding bird calls she had not had to call that loudly. He approached her slowly as there was an air of caution to her. He paused a moment and stretched his muzzle out to her offering his breath and looked then to the colt that stuck his head out from between her wing where he had been tucked. Ard moistened his mouth a moment before speaking, “ Hello mother.” The words were simple and carried that silvery tone he had grown into. He honestly did not know what to say in the moment. What was one supposed to say or do? He was at least calm as he stood looking at that new life next to his mother's side where he had once stood.
His nose the picked up the scent of another and he wondered at how he had allowed himself to be so distracted. He snapped back into that forward part of himself as the scent smacked him once more and he knew who it was that had come. The blue eyes stallion turned himself towards the dun mare with ivory colored wings. The ashen stallion let his ears slide forward and his body grow slack with relaxation upon seeing Tarvelie. Yes, he was scared and had learned to respect the things that lurked in those dark pools of the ocean.
Her voice had been soft but, with only the ocean and the surrounding bird calls she had not had to call that loudly. He approached her slowly as there was an air of caution to her. He paused a moment and stretched his muzzle out to her offering his breath and looked then to the colt that stuck his head out from between her wing where he had been tucked. Ard moistened his mouth a moment before speaking, “ Hello mother.” The words were simple and carried that silvery tone he had grown into. He honestly did not know what to say in the moment. What was one supposed to say or do? He was at least calm as he stood looking at that new life next to his mother's side where he had once stood.
The blue in an ocean of grey..
@[Tarvelie]
You’ve mistaken the stars reflected on the surface of the lake at night for the heavens.