Late fall was beginning to fade, orange and brown leaves littered the ground all around the field. Not one step was made without that nice crunch underhoof. The sun shone down, warming the chestnut varnished coat of Nouri. He smiled softly as he wandered alone. This was his first time here, surprisingly, a handsome stallion his age should have been out here long before now. But alas, he had spent most of his time by his lonesome, milling about different parts of Beqanna, almost like the ghosts that plagued his mother's mind. He remembered her well, he loved her a lot. But he was not wanting to spend all his life in the jungle and not do anything. So after years of doing his exploring, he has finally decided to start his own family. His mismatched eyes took in all the autumnal field with wonder, seeing all the colors and all the horses here gathered about. It was somewhat peaceful to him even though this place is usually so hectic. He remembered coming here with his mother when she would recruit for the Amazons, it was one busy place. But now it seemed smaller to him, not this huge vast citadel that his imagination saw it to be. Up a slope and past a stream he walked, his shaggy legs and tail entangled with leave bits and stems. Not too many strides later, the stream opened into a small river. It babbled gently and reflected the sky. Pure zen, Nouri thought to himself as he bowed his noble varnished face down to drink. As he quietly sipped at the cool water his eyes glanced upwards to find a beautifully colored mare grazing beneath the trees across the river, not only was she large with foal, but she had another foal at her side. Nouri smiled and started forward, the river was cold on his legs as he walked through it briskly. + eight + sixteen-two hands + hybrid + varnished chestnut + stallion + |
COTY
Assailant -- Year 226
QOTY
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
A never ending journey for two
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A never ending journey for two - by Latara - 06-23-2015, 05:38 PM
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