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Darrian had just left his family. The meeting with his...niece and nephew went fairly well he thought but he couldn't sit by idly and do nothing. He had promised his brother Damir that he would start helping around the farm, the easiest Dar thought was patrol. It meant that he could get away, without his sisters, without anyone's prying eyes and just fly. The male normally used this time to just relax, but of course he was always watching the ground. Damir had set up some different patrol lines for them, Cecelia taking the closest ring, his sister flying another ring just out a little ways, Damir making a third one, with himself flying the farthest one. It was easier for him to fly longer and father with his wings than it was for Damir and Cece to run them and of course, being chivalrous as he was he would never make his sister do anything she didn't want to do. Today, he didn't really feel like flying back to the farm after his patrol so he decided to go further out, stretching the normal radius of his patrol to over double. Darrian decided this would be a good workout for his wings and smiled as he rose in height to catch the nice thermal that always seemed to be there. He flew blissfully happy until he felt the burn of his wings and knew he was overworking them. Slipping out of the thermal, his decent was slow and steady as he glided towards the ground. When he was about halfway down, he noticed a few blue specks out in the distance. Wondering what or rather who in the world would be out in the middle of nowhere, he decided to investigate. Dar switched his course easily, landing a little ways away as to not scare who ever it was, he approached on hoof. "Hello?" He called out politely as he neared the blue figure.

Wow...you really got my muse started on this one apparently!

Darrian instinctively took a few steps back when the mare's ears pinned back, his head even lowered a little bit. He meant her no harm, but what is she saying about taking one of her children? Dar would never do such a thing! The mare said any more of her children, did that mean someone had already taken one? Was this mare in trouble? He imagined his mother fighting for their King's chosen, he imagined her falling. There was no one there for those azrein, there was no one there to help them. It was at this point that Darrian knew he had to help this poor mare, in any way he could. "Ma'am, I am not here to take any of your children. Is everything okay? Is anyone after you?" He said kindly, not taking any more steps towards her, trying to keep himself as nonthreatening as possible. His wings rustled as they reset against his sides. The poor mare seemed scared and hurt, Dar wondered if she was okay. "I am going to lay down now to show you that I am not here to hurt you or your children." Warning before he did so, he knelt and laid down keeping his feet under him. He had left quite a bit of space between them to try to keep her calm.

The stallion's eyes narrows at the mention of ones from the south, especially when she said they were after her. That protective instinct that was normally reserved for his sisters flared. Darrian could tell that the mare's poor wings were getting tired from holding them over her babies. Maybe after he introduced himself, like he probably should have in the first place, she would not be so ill at ease with him. "My name is Darrian, son of Daria the fallen and Kukai, but raised by my brother Damir bonded to Kyrielle Lian. Ma'am, you have nothing to fear from me. If you are hurt, I can go get my brother and his bonded, or even one of the other humans that live there if you'd feel more comfortable with them, or my brother's mate Cecelia. I was just out on patrol when I decided to fly a little farther south than I normally do. I really didn't mean to frighten you, nor do I have any intention of hurting you or your children, so you may pull your wings in if you would like. Please, if the Six or anyone of the evil alignment is trying to hurt you, please let me help. They have hurt enough innocent souls, caused enough Azrien to fall and caused many humans to hurt because of it. So when I tell you that I mean you no harm, I really do mean it." His mouth felt dry from talking so much but he couldn't help it. He wanted this mare to realize that all he wanted to do was help, especially if the Six were involved. Those azrein, well, beasts, could go straight to...Darrian, stop thinking like that, you'll make yourself angry and scare the poor mare. He mentally scolded himself. Dar did his best to stay calm, wondering if getting one of his sisters or even Cecelia out here to help this mare wouldn't be better than himself. It was obvious that she didn't trust him.

His face was sad as he looked at her. The poor mare had obviously been through a lot. A slight smile appeared on his face as the little blanket wiggled out from his mother's wings to explore. "I remember when I was that young, my sister Cale was always running off like that. Poor Damir and Cecelia had their hands full with us three. Do you have a large family? I have 4 siblings total, but two of them stayed with my father, after my mother died, he just couldn't care for all of us. And then Damir took us in, so he's kind of like a fatherly figure except he's also my brother. And then there is Damir's siblings, Purnima and Irri which I haven't met at all...Damir rarely talks about them. So I guess I have 7 siblings total." He cocked his head, "And then I have my niece and nephew who are older than me." A smile remained on his face while he talked about his family.


Sorry it took so long! >.<

"All you had to do was ask, Ma'am." Darrian said politely as he stood slowly, as to not scare the little blanket or the mare. "Can you walk? I understand flying is not an option right now, but if it is difficult to walk, we can go slowly. We shouldn't have any problems in this area. Is there anywhere you were trying to go? I can escort you anywhere you'd like." He offered her. He really did just want to help the mare, she seemed very sweet and good willed, but way to overwhelmed. Dar hoped he could help with this, the mare had obviously chosen to trust him, he only hoped he wouldn't let her down.

Dipping his head, "Yes Ma-...Erumara." She had such a pretty name, Erumara, a pretty name for a pretty mare, he thought. Darrian turned side ways a little, indicating that they would still be traveling north. The poor mare looked disheveled, still pretty, but worn. "I can take you back to my home, if you'd like, I can make sure my siblings leave you, and your children alone. If you like humans, there are three that live there that might be able to help in some way. Or if you have a particular place that you feel comfortable in, where maybe you cross paths with your friends, I can take you there also. Just tell me where and I will get you there." His voice was quiet but strong, it was spoken plainly but Dar knew he was promising the mare. He would, with everything he had, make sure Erumara and her foals made it to a safe place where she would feel comfortable.

Dar smiled, waiting for her and her children to get closer before he started off. He didn't want them to get too far behind him, he had to protect them and lead them. When he saw the little filly stand, her wobbly legs told him that it was the little one's first time to stand and walk. The love in Erumara's voice was clear and his own heart warmed at a mother's love as he was reminded of his own mother. Suddenly, he wondered if he was making her proud, I love you Momma, please help me to do the right thing for Erumara. Please help me to take care of her until she is well and for her to see I only wish to help He sent a little prayer up to his mother who he was sure was watching down on him.


From under his momma now, Elyan saw his sister stand for the first time! Maybe...just maybe...he could too! Wiggling closer to his sister, he put his front legs out straight, propping himself up as he had seen his sister do. Then, he wiggled his butt up into the air. He did it! He was standing! What he didn't know was, his legs were splayed and wobbly and he was quite the sight. Ely beamed up at his momma as if to say, 'Look momma! I can stand too!'


Darrian smiled at the little boy who was standing now, kind of haphazardly but still standing none the less. "Seems like your little ones are trying to make it easy on you." He said kindly.