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 Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 3:14 am
 He'd endured life among the flock well and settled into it. It didn't take an idiot to see that really this was a fairly sweet lifestyle. He lounged in the meadow with other stallions most days but when he was needed, he was allowed to go with Luinil, the mare that had captured him so long ago, and hunt by her side as sort of a pack animal/hunting. He'd warmed her side much since her little ones had grown up and left her side to take their own roles in this herd. The winter having been the best time for the warmth of two to be used in the nights. He had a wonder of who warmed the poor males who weren't so well kept but those thoughts had only lasted a little while. As it was those stallions either found willing ladies to snuggle up with and help keep warm or simply huddled together in the commons area for the males.teepee here
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 3:32 am
Like every other spring before, there was usually a noticeable influx of little ones being borne. His mind rather blown when he'd learned that his own harpy mistress was going to be soon bearing him fine new members of the flock he called home. As a father he had little say for anything but should there be a son, he'd have a little more interactions with him. He found himself strangely anxious with this news. When She had been expecting the foals of another he'd be shocked for sure.. but the feeling was nothing compared to knowing that the new life forming was part of his doing. He found himself some how strangely proud with the thought. After all, it wasn't every day that one was responsible for a new generation of the flock. Well maybe other males, but not Finian. As much of a self proclaimed ladies man he was.. he some how didn't see it too right for his attentions to be for any other but Luinil.
As he walked through the common's area with his own thoughts, he pondered what his choices were. he could stay, remain here and be apart of his children's lives.. or leave.. he'd thought of leaving once after his capture.. but being beside Luinil had changed his mind for that time. Then he began to learn more about the flock and it's harpies.. The more he learned the more he liked being there even talking to the other captured males and males that had been born to the flock.
No, no he wouldn't leave. He'd decided long ago that he'd stay and make this place his home regardless of the rules set in place and status the males held. Here he had purpose, pretty ladies to gawk at and smack him around from time to time, and here his children would be. Weather or not he'd have much of a hoof in their raising, he'd make certain his mistress was well taken care of while she carried them. He would be there for her like he had been when she carried the others.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 3:49 am
Still he walked, when she didn't need him her belly growing more and more swollen as the time drew near. He was an average sized stallion but even knowing that her body would swell to accommodate the new life, still he had his own worries over the foals within. Her swollen belly only seemed like it might pop all together if she'd sneezed just right. The day finally came when he wasn't sent for. He was left anxious in the meadow waiting to see if the mare he'd grown to respect and in his own way care for would make it through this well. The lives of the little ones too were on his mind, weighing him down mentally with a small burden. He had a moment to wonder if all new fathers were this anxious with their first foals of if he was some how or another over reacting.
It wasn't like he loved the mare.. not in a way that one loves their mate,no but in his own way he had a love for her. the kind of love that grows from two being side by side through a few things and a lengthy amount of time. He cared for her well being because he wanted to see her happy. After all does any pet ever want to see their keeper in anything less than a pleasant mood?
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