The spotted mare tickled his shoulder with a nudge, his smile remained, he was happy with the three equine before him. His head quickly whipped to the left to gaze and Morigan when she asked if he wanted to name the colts, he was shocked. The mares normally do all of these things, he had been asked his opinion, but never given the honor of fully making the decision. He nuzzled from her shoulder up her spotted neck I would be honored he playfully dipped his head to her as he would a royal and turned his gaze back to the colts.
They grew more curious of life, They decided to try out there new legs using each other as a balancing mechanism. They both slowly but surely launched off the ground, taking a few wobbly steps, the purple pointed colt even stumbled but caught himself. It was almost as if they knew Morigan was there provider of food, or they had good sense of smell, they made there way over to Morigan feasting on the precious milk she provides.
Archam laughed at the curiosity they had, amazed to be able to watch there first steps. He laughed as they made there attempts, wobbly and stumbling, but smart enough to use each other. He was proud and hoped they would continue to use each other to there advantage as there life progressed. He looked at the bay colt with purple points Francois he spoke with his head held high, and his chest puffed proud to be the father of these colts. He than turned his gaze to the colt with a horn and you shall be Andras he gave a nod of his head, as if he confirmed to himself they were good names. He than turned to Morigan what do you think about those names? he asked ensuring she agreed they fitted. His tail swayed gently in the beautiful spring weather, a light breeze that trailed by.
@[Morigan]