01-29-2019, 02:23 AM
Nalia's cautious nature did not undergo any change after the birth of her filly, so, naturally, when she heard a voice on the wind, her head went up to see who it was that spoke to her. The mare's searching eyes landed on the form of her stallion, a smile appearing on her lips. She became confused at seeing him suddenly stumble over his own hooves, watching to make sure he wouldn't hurt himself. Due to her fatigue, for a moment, the mare was unable to put it together, not knowing why Ardashir seemed to be battling with his desire to come closer and maintaining distance.
Following his gaze, it clicked like a puzzle in the mare's head; Ardashir was eyeing the filly standing at her belly, obviously not knowing what to do with himself right now. The stallion continued to watch them, and Nalia did not push him to come closer before he was ready. It seemed this development was a bit overwhelming for him; if Nalia's instincts were not pushing her to care for the filly, she might be in a similar state to the stallion.
A rumble passed the stallion's throat as he came closer to the mare and filly, stating how he thought the filly was beautiful before giving Nalia the same compliment. The mare smiled brighter, feeling a flutter in her heart at his words, "She takes after you..." she remarked, knowing it might not look to be that way but obviously referencing the painted markings and feathered pasterns the filly shared with her sire.
At that moment, the filly gave Nalia's teats a rough nudge to try and loosen the milk. Nalia stomped her back left leg to avoid striking out at her daughter, turning her head to sniff the little one's hindquarters and rumbling from her belly before giving her a nudge to get her attention.
The filly reluctantly turned away from it's dam's teats and nuzzled Nalia along the side of her face before finally seeming to notice the other new horse standing there. The filly, unsure, hid beneath her dam's belly, only able to go about halfway since Nalia's smaller breed size didn't offer the hiding other larger mares might.
Nalia turned her head again and nibbled at her daughter's forelock, whickering to the filly for her to come out. It was clear she was unsure of the stallion, not knowing who he was to her, and Nalia just smiled before glancing at Ardashir.
"Come over here, meet her. She won't bite," she lightly joked, turning her front end some so the filly wouldn't be hiding under her. The filly tried to do so again, but Nalia just moved a little and nudged her out from under her legs, something the filly wasn't pleased about since she snapped at her dam.
Nalia snorted at the filly, displeased with that, "Spoke too soon. I'm sure she won't bite you."
@[Ardashir]
Following his gaze, it clicked like a puzzle in the mare's head; Ardashir was eyeing the filly standing at her belly, obviously not knowing what to do with himself right now. The stallion continued to watch them, and Nalia did not push him to come closer before he was ready. It seemed this development was a bit overwhelming for him; if Nalia's instincts were not pushing her to care for the filly, she might be in a similar state to the stallion.
A rumble passed the stallion's throat as he came closer to the mare and filly, stating how he thought the filly was beautiful before giving Nalia the same compliment. The mare smiled brighter, feeling a flutter in her heart at his words, "She takes after you..." she remarked, knowing it might not look to be that way but obviously referencing the painted markings and feathered pasterns the filly shared with her sire.
At that moment, the filly gave Nalia's teats a rough nudge to try and loosen the milk. Nalia stomped her back left leg to avoid striking out at her daughter, turning her head to sniff the little one's hindquarters and rumbling from her belly before giving her a nudge to get her attention.
The filly reluctantly turned away from it's dam's teats and nuzzled Nalia along the side of her face before finally seeming to notice the other new horse standing there. The filly, unsure, hid beneath her dam's belly, only able to go about halfway since Nalia's smaller breed size didn't offer the hiding other larger mares might.
Nalia turned her head again and nibbled at her daughter's forelock, whickering to the filly for her to come out. It was clear she was unsure of the stallion, not knowing who he was to her, and Nalia just smiled before glancing at Ardashir.
"Come over here, meet her. She won't bite," she lightly joked, turning her front end some so the filly wouldn't be hiding under her. The filly tried to do so again, but Nalia just moved a little and nudged her out from under her legs, something the filly wasn't pleased about since she snapped at her dam.
Nalia snorted at the filly, displeased with that, "Spoke too soon. I'm sure she won't bite you."
@[Ardashir]