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Aug 25, 2013 11:49:18 GMT -6
Post by Mallory on Aug 25, 2013 11:49:18 GMT -6
Gideon & Margaux
Winter had never been unkind to Orut. This season, winter had been especially kind – in many ways – to Gideon and his small, yet growing, herd. Their numbers had increased before the arrival of the new season, and yet again once winter had set in. at eight years old, the pale stallion was finally something he never imagined himself ever being: a father. The mare who he had found in the Freelands, that had at first been terrified him, had given him a gift he had yet to receive in his life time; a daughter. While still very young and new to the world, Gideon knew that no matter where Fate took his precious red haired daughter, he would always do what he could to protect her. There was no force on this earth that would ever harm her, if he had anything to do about it.
Blue eyes watched his brightly colored daughter explore the new sights before her. It was the first time she had set foot into the peninsula, and it was strikingly clear his daughter had a penchant for exploring and feeding her curiosity. On unsteady legs, Gideon carefully monitored Margaux explore the world around her. While he knew she was safe from harm, both because of his presence and being in the peninsula, he did not want to take chances. The peninsula was a secluded hideaway from the rest of Orut, surprisingly free of predators and rather warm despite the winter season. Despite the lack of predators, Gideon was not foolish enough to believe that no one else could find them.
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notes: Kind short, but intro posts are bleh.
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