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 Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:28 pm
 Stretching his wings, the Kalona stallion known as Aveshar, The Dark Fayth, moved along a narrow forest path that was pressed upon by shrubs and trees at both sides, but was well-worn with travel. Aveshar considered his surroundings without actually paying any real attention to a single blade of grass, grain of dirt, or leaf on any of the massive trees that pressed close to the narrow path he had worn through the woods. He refolded the appendages that sprouted from his back, as there was little enough room on this trail, his mind churning over past and present.
It was remarkable how a simple event could change one's life, one's fate... A single decision could reroute one's entire life-path, a single moment change one's entire future. A heady thing, to know this power.. To use it to alter the lives of others. Lives he collected and observed and harassed.. Lives he had pulled apart slowly, piece by piece, or shattered in a moment...
Lives he had saved to shape to his will.. Lives he had twined with his own...A black coated mare with markings of red and white and eyes that held no fear... Kanti."Yes. I'm ready now."Kanti. A ground-walking mare he had taken under wing.. An addition to his collection.. At least, that was how she started out. But for some reason, rather then leave her at a suitable distance from his lair should he really wish to be rid of her...
What? What had he done?
He'd given her a clearing that was only a brief walk from the cave he occupied... Had shown her the way should she need the shelter or wish to escape rain or predator, or simply...
What? The rest of it was not even worth thinking about. No matter, if there had been anything foolish enough to attempt to hunt in his territory.. It certainly would not have pursued her into his cave. Though he could not think of her ever using it for that, she had escaped from a storm or two. His Kanti. And now? Now there was something else to consider. Three somethings, actually... The reason he had flown off to fetch the medicine woman Tashika -his human, should he have to say he had one- and return with her to Kanti's glade. It was not the first time he had fetched the Shaman-In-Training to assist... Though this reason, these reasons...
He shook his head. 'How she knew to have three baskets woven, I'll never know...'
He hesitated at the treeline, snorting softly. "Kanti?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 1:29 pm
Had it really been that long?
Kanti stood near the edge of the clearing, tall above the three baskets at her hooves. Her baskets... No, their baskets. Three strong, bold foals with both her and Avershar's blood coursing through their veins.
That day must have been far past, now. When she turned her back on her past, on her family, and walked away and item of the one she would do anything for. With the one she though she could only dream of...
And here it was, another dream blossoming. Kanti leaned over, brushing each of the three baskets carefully. He had shared his life with her. He had taken her in and, without a doubt, changed her. And now she had a family. Now they had a family.
Kanti raised her head and let out a sigh. Where did things go from here? The thoughts filled her mind. Things were changing quickly. As she heard her name, her head turned instantly.
"Aveshar..." Her head gave a bow, but she didn't move a step away from the baskets. Her eyes met his and her tail brushed over the baskets. "Good evening."
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 7:22 pm
So he had arrived.. And there she was, within the cleared circle and off to one side near a protective patch of hedges. She turned her attention from the three baskets to him, not hesitating a moment as he called her name. He tilted his head, arching his neck faintly as he stepped into the cleared land. He moved slowly across the grass, pleased to see her and the baskets. All was well then, his foals and mare.. Family?
"Good Evening Kanti..." He murmured, pausing within reach of one of the woven baskets, pleased at the thought of his foals within. "I trust you and the foals are well?"
He lowered his nose to the lid, rubbing the surface at the sound of the wicker from within. He chuckled softly as the foal within shifted, clicking at him in sleepy rebuke. It just wanted to sleep, and so he would let it.. Soon enough he'd meet his offspring.
"And no one has bothered you here, correct?" He turned his attention to the mare again, reaching one wing out to her to stroke her back lightly as he glanced around the glade. To his knowledge no one was trespassing in his chosen territory, but if someone had bothered her, he wanted to know.
He expected to be informed immediately. Kanti was not a dove, not like his little collection. She was his in a different way. His mare, the mother of his foals.
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