Posted by AP Althea & Hybrid on January 9, 2009, 7:27 am FIRE II
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She, whom meaning of a word unspoken
Shall shatter your way of thoughts
Her heart and soul
Burning and prisoner
For that one kindred stag.
It was not a shatter or clatter as the mare looked at the two. Such a difference in age but then again, she had never truly known the difference between the two. One being an “adult” the other yearling. Hybrid only danced to the sides rather nervously but was soothed with the presence of his pregnant mother. The thought of a little brother or sister was making him excited while he danced back and forth, tip toeing down the path to see Lycoris again. Althea on the other hand kept her presence calm while listening to everything and she already knew the minor objective to give this child. But before this, she would give little Lycoris something to ask about, only one question and one only. After that she would be awarded with an objective and be able to create more control over the playful air. They fitted so much together but somehow the breeze had kept a low profile around her flames, ah yes her flames. She would soon be able to have her coat put in flames without creating a touch of hurt on herself. Her eyes would probably show a bright drop of orange and yellow glow under the surface with her anger. Yes she was already looking forward to this, but her thought for now was too keep her foal in health and not get in any more arguments with her love. Or what they were right now, she could not completely tell anymore.
”Ah, then I will give you a challenge little Lycoris. Give me one question and one only, after this I will allow you a minor and believe me child, you will have to work for it.” She smiled with a challenging grin while listening to the giggle and squeal of the both. Would her son ever become an adult? Oh she had no idea, she just hoped that he would find some love, decide how his fate would become and hopefully, just hopefully she would be granted a grandchild. Oh it made the mare stand out with a warm flame with the thought as she was already looking forward to see a little one dance with perhaps her sons color? Dunalino was such a gentle coat and she loved it. The way the light gold persuaded the wind around him gave her hopes that his second element would perhaps become air or fire. If it were water she would be playful and run around not wanting him to touch her. But she was content that he would be a good boy. With water as a crucial state she had seen what others could do. Saphira had given her the friend marking and therefore had given the chestnut overo mare a great honor as well as being a friend that she would never fail either.
She, whom meaning of a word unspoken
Shall shatter your way of thoughts
Her heart and soul
Burning and prisoner
For that one kindred stag.
KAJIKOMORIUTA
A P P R E N T I C E
TEACHER
STRANDWOLF & HYBRID THEORY
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