06-16-2019, 09:43 PM
Though Aten should have been doing what the other stallion did, keep his senses trained on what's around them just in case some form of danger appeared from the trees, the stallion's instincts were not picking up on anything, which was the only reason he was focused on the mare.
Apparently, this didn't have the desired effect of her trusting him as much as the other stallion, as Aten would find out. The mare, seeming to get some of her strength back, started to uncurl her legs, showing that she was going to make an effort to stand. Aten stepped back to give her the room she needed, yet remained in reach in case she needed help.
The mare's legs were fumbling under her body much like a newborn foal's, but Aten did not gaze at her with pity. Instead, he watched with hope, silently encouraging her as a friend, knowing that she had the strength in her to get up. It took some time, but she managed to get to her hooves, telling the other stallion that she could stand in two simple words.
Aten's eyes drifted to the mare's wings, his eyes easily spotting that one of them was wounded now that she was off the ground. He wanted to help if he could, but with gifts like these, he was out of his element. He had one of his own, but it did not involve a physical characteristic, so, in this case, Aten was willing to admit a defeat of sorts.
He was not able to help this mare, but he would hope for the best for her endeavors, whether or not he saw her again in the future.
The golden king's eyes shifted to the other stallion, "You seem to know more about how to handle this. I entrust my faith that you will give her the help she needs."
He then looked at the mare, "I hope you do well in your recovery."
With a smile and nod to both, Aten turned and began his journey away from the duo, knowing that right now, he was no longer needed.
Apparently, this didn't have the desired effect of her trusting him as much as the other stallion, as Aten would find out. The mare, seeming to get some of her strength back, started to uncurl her legs, showing that she was going to make an effort to stand. Aten stepped back to give her the room she needed, yet remained in reach in case she needed help.
The mare's legs were fumbling under her body much like a newborn foal's, but Aten did not gaze at her with pity. Instead, he watched with hope, silently encouraging her as a friend, knowing that she had the strength in her to get up. It took some time, but she managed to get to her hooves, telling the other stallion that she could stand in two simple words.
Aten's eyes drifted to the mare's wings, his eyes easily spotting that one of them was wounded now that she was off the ground. He wanted to help if he could, but with gifts like these, he was out of his element. He had one of his own, but it did not involve a physical characteristic, so, in this case, Aten was willing to admit a defeat of sorts.
He was not able to help this mare, but he would hope for the best for her endeavors, whether or not he saw her again in the future.
The golden king's eyes shifted to the other stallion, "You seem to know more about how to handle this. I entrust my faith that you will give her the help she needs."
He then looked at the mare, "I hope you do well in your recovery."
With a smile and nod to both, Aten turned and began his journey away from the duo, knowing that right now, he was no longer needed.