Son of a Red Eyed Ghost
The dark mares words are a blur of memories. Wondering how she'd have known of his mother who had disappeared - heavily pregnant - from the forest so long ago. Pregnant... The mares accusations of him watching her mother being tortured by his father hits home a little too deep. "Sister...?" The word is foreign on his lips but he knows it could be turn. The red glow of her eyes matching that of his father's. The white splash on her hide that of his mothers... Their mother's. Thoughts race but he doesn't forget the true purpose for him being here...
His black and silver body shields Kuma from any further attack the speckled mare may have planned. Though her gasping body crippled to the ground gives him hope that she was through. Icey blue eyes turn to the chestnut mare. Looking the damage over before offering himself as her crutch to lean upon. That's when she is grimacing in pain. Folding over and screaming his name. His eyes are worried as he tries to help her up, "Kuma, we need to go now. Hurry! Let's go." He doesn't know her condition nor the seemingly impossible task he asks of her. All he knows is they must leave now...
Imperial
@[Kuma]