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 Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 8:39 pm
Ethan looked out over the green fields, chewing on a long stem of grass with a wistful sigh. It seemed so unreal somtimes. This was his home now. A REAL home. With a family... HIS family.
Sometimes it was awkward - Ethan was really not used to being around THIS many soquili on a daily basis. He had grown up just him and his mum... in his travels, Cricket had almost always been with him, but all these new faces he still felt like he was learning the names too - massive stallions - at least it seemed at first with their intimidating wingspans - and mares like Hunter. He was one of the few members of this herd that couldn't fly, and for a time, he just ... kept things simple with Hunter. Kept to themselves... caught up with her... really got to know this flirty, brash, adventurous mare that had captured his attention years ago. He was worried at first that his memory of her was over-glorified. That he'd made the decision to step up and stay and he would find they had nothing in common. That this angel of a mare who could ride the skies was so far above him.
But Ethan found, as time passed, that thankfully that was not the case. His confidence grew, and having known her as an individual, an approachable, fun individual despite her wings gave him courage with the new herd.
And then... a whirlwind. Foals. New ones. Two sons and a daughter burst forth after spending an idyllic summer with Hunter. And his hooves were more than full.
But more and more, spending time with foals - foals that he saw SO much of himself in... from his daughter Donnfhlaidh with the same set of features that set him apart so much growing up, to sons with strong wings like their mum.... it reminded him of the traditions his own mum had shared with him growing up. Powerful memories that led to bonding - bonding he had missed with his first daughters. Maybe they could have a Samhain bonfire... or celebrate Beltane... share the stories of his homeland.
He shook his head out of his reverie, and swished his tail, trotting back to find Hunter. He had traveled a long way, seen fights, seen strange soquili and a lot of the world, and he had rested on his laurels long enough. This was his home ,and he needed it to feel like it - not just some stranger. Besides, it wasn't just his own life he was responsible for any more....
"Hunter?" He called out, looking for his mate.
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