12-11-2018, 12:13 AM
Ruan didn't have a chance to say much before the stallions were joined by a playful little foal, who galloped toward Ruan as fast as she could and all but skidded to a stop right next to him before nuzzling into his side like a wolf cub and it's dam. Aten had a strange flashback in that moment to the last time he'd seen Ruan as the predator animal he could turn into. He remembered he'd been a bit struck by it, but not frightened, something others might think him crazy for.
The filly began talking at a mile a minute, asking Ruan where his little one was and if he wanted to play, then asking Ruan if he wanted to play with the filly and her dam. Aten's lips curled into an amused smile at the energy this little creature had, fond memories of his own foalhood coming back to him as well. So Ruan had another little one too? Aten made a mental note to ask the stallion about that.
When the filly spotted Aten, she balked and hugged Ruan's side as if she were trying to blend into his coat. That was when Aten first noticed her tiny wings, at first practically invisible to his eye since the little one had been bouncing around so much to get Ruan's attention.
A mare soon joined the trio, coming up behind the foal and nuzzling her alone her spine, calming the little one down some. While she did so, Aten looked her over briefly. She was a pretty creature, with a coal black coat, a red mane and tail, and golden eyes that seemed a few shades lighter than Aten's own coloring. She had a scar on her chest and what appeared to be one on either side of her spine, though Aten couldn't fathom where the latter two came from. She also had a slash mark down her face as if she'd been attacked, but she still looked very pretty despite that. For some reason, thinking of the wounds that could've turned into those scars, Aten's own on his pasterns and belly seemed to itch, and the stallion shuffled his hooves to try and make the feeling go away.
The mare greeted the stallions with a 'Hello' before introducing both herself and her foal. Aten's brown eyes glanced down at the filly to see her watching him with one green eye before ducking back under cover to conceal herself from the golden stallion.
Aten's smile turned gentle as he replied in his own deep, baritone voice, "Not at all." He lowered his head some to try and meet the foal at eye level, speaking in a quiet, soft tone, "Hello little one. Singe is your name? It's nice to meet you; I'm Aten. Why don't you come on out of there so we can play? Maybe be friends, if you'd like that."
@[Ruan] @[Lillitha]
The filly began talking at a mile a minute, asking Ruan where his little one was and if he wanted to play, then asking Ruan if he wanted to play with the filly and her dam. Aten's lips curled into an amused smile at the energy this little creature had, fond memories of his own foalhood coming back to him as well. So Ruan had another little one too? Aten made a mental note to ask the stallion about that.
When the filly spotted Aten, she balked and hugged Ruan's side as if she were trying to blend into his coat. That was when Aten first noticed her tiny wings, at first practically invisible to his eye since the little one had been bouncing around so much to get Ruan's attention.
A mare soon joined the trio, coming up behind the foal and nuzzling her alone her spine, calming the little one down some. While she did so, Aten looked her over briefly. She was a pretty creature, with a coal black coat, a red mane and tail, and golden eyes that seemed a few shades lighter than Aten's own coloring. She had a scar on her chest and what appeared to be one on either side of her spine, though Aten couldn't fathom where the latter two came from. She also had a slash mark down her face as if she'd been attacked, but she still looked very pretty despite that. For some reason, thinking of the wounds that could've turned into those scars, Aten's own on his pasterns and belly seemed to itch, and the stallion shuffled his hooves to try and make the feeling go away.
The mare greeted the stallions with a 'Hello' before introducing both herself and her foal. Aten's brown eyes glanced down at the filly to see her watching him with one green eye before ducking back under cover to conceal herself from the golden stallion.
Aten's smile turned gentle as he replied in his own deep, baritone voice, "Not at all." He lowered his head some to try and meet the foal at eye level, speaking in a quiet, soft tone, "Hello little one. Singe is your name? It's nice to meet you; I'm Aten. Why don't you come on out of there so we can play? Maybe be friends, if you'd like that."
@[Ruan] @[Lillitha]