To flee or not to flee that is the question (open

[saetta]

AQUILON

Aquilon just stamped her left front leg in agitation. She didn't like how Tinrall went against what she wanted for him to do. And that was to be by her side the whole time. She was now afraid that Estacar would now hurt or kill the young colt. But from the looks of things that was the last thing on Estacars mind. The black Unicorn was more interested on what Tinrall looked like and to see if everything on the colt was perfect. other than the black wings there was nothing else that even said Tinrall was Aquilons foal. Other than the seal brown pelt everything else was his father's traits. Aquilon quickly shook the disgusting thought from her mind. She was still turned off on how she was bred by this Unicorn and now the proof of it was walking around in the form of Tinrall. So she then heard Estacar say that the colt was perfectly safe at his side. Aquilon fired right back with a warning for the coal black horse.

" I am warning you if you go and even try to harm him. I am going to break your ribs and make you pay for it."

The dark bay Pegasus was still convinced that the Unicorn stallion had evil intentions against Tinrall. But she just watched as Tinrall now was making a figure eight pattern between his sires legs. She knew that Estacar would have no problem killing Tinrall. But there was something different about the Unicorn. it just seemed like he finally was happy. And nothing was going to put a stop to it. Not even Aquilon if that was even possible. So the dark bay mare just settled down and watched Tinrall finally get to meet his sire. He would be back by Aquilon soon enough.









So this big stallion was my father and so these other mares was all his. And that is when I seen the other mare that looked just like father get up and leave. So in a small excited voice I shouted.

" Hey! Just where is your sister heading off to father."

I had no idea that this was my sires queen and co ruler of his lands. He had plans for her to give him his true heir. I was only going to be a curiousity and have no rights to the Unicorn lands. But that was going to be later much later in my life. For now I only wanted to visit everyone around me. So I made a figue eight pattern around my sires legs. And then looked over to the hybrid Tari. I then slowly walked up looking at this mare and just wonder what her story was and how she got here. So I then asked in my quizzical voice.

" Hello my name is Tinrall and what is your name. And how is it that you know my parents and how did you end up here."

Out of all the others here Tari was the most like me. And so why was she not my mother then. That was a question on my mind that I wanted answered more than anything else.

[Clippy]

Tari

Tari could only smile as the little one approached her. He was, indeed, very curious. She looked closest to him, sure, but she couldn't tell him much about her past.
"Hello, little Tinrall. My name is Tari. You father," she gestured to the standing-tall-and-proud Estacar "found me out in the woods...where I had...wandered." she said, cutting off her story-a lot. The youngster's curiousity might also get him too much information, but she would answer as best she could.
Now, she had a faint idea of what he was thinking. No, she couldn't read minds, but she'd always been the odd one out. She'd wondered who was her mother, if she came across a Tungl mare. She'd wonder if it was her father, if she came across a Tekklistar stallion. She'd hadn't seen them for so long....maybe it was two Tekklistar/Tungl parents? She couldn't know. It'd been too long.
Hw had to wonder why he didn't look quite like either his parents. It would make some sense if she were the mother. But, it made just as much sense as Aquilon being the mother, too. And Estacar the father. Tari didn't quite want to explain how he looked...why he looked the way he did.
Tari gave a small look toward Aquilon, then to Estacar. They would have to explain that one. He didn't understand herd mechanics, either. Stallions claim mares, mares have foals, foals carry on the way said before. Estacar would tell him that, no doubt. She bowed her head a little to the foal, and shook her wings out. "Is that all?" she asked, with a smile. She didn't want to urge him on, but she didn't want to answer any of his questions "wrong".

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[th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=Black] Estacar texttalk Estacar listened quietly as the Pegasus mare threw out a threat to wards him, telling him that if he even tried to hurt the tiny child she would break his ribs and make him pay, this was slightly funny to the ebony stallion. A light chuckle erupted from his twisted maw, dark and menacing, but also somewhat light. He was much larger than that tiny mare and he had other attributes that made the stallion much more powerful than her, and so it was funny that she thought she could actually hurt him, Estacar could take her down and kill her as easy as he breathed. But he would not do that of course, she was after all the mother of his first born son and he needed her to keep the child alive, also there was the fact that he somewhat cared for her. But only somewhat, if she tried to hurt him or the child, he would not hesitate to attack her. It would not be that hard to do, a second nature of his, something that he reveled in every day. "Aquillion do not worry your tiny little head. I do not wish for any harm to reach my son." The stallion said in a truthful tone, his crimson orbs lightening at the sound of the word son slipping through his maw, his lips lifting to show off his perfectly sharp fangs. That mare had better not forget who's rule she was under, he was the king of the unicorns after all, there would not be a lot of the land that she could run to. But of course he was not to be thinking of such things at a time like this, and so Estacar turned his attention back to the face of the tiny child that was now doing figure eights through his father's long legs, a happy feel to him. Estacar was glad that the child like him, the stallion had a slight fear in the back of his mind that the kid would find him menacing and be frightened of him, and so it was a relief to know that his son actually was willing to walk up to him and be friendly. Seeing as Estacar was his father and all, but he knew that he was a rather scary figure, and he would not have blamed the child for running back to his mother. But no, this kid was brave, something that Estacar held highly, a trait he was glad that his son had. And then the kid once again began to speak, his child like lyrics flitting easily along the breeze, reaching the stallion's pricked up ears. He asked Estacar why his sister was walking away, and he realized that Tinrall was speaking about Alex, and of course he thought that because they looked so similar. "Son, that is not my sister, it is my Queen." The stallion stated proudly. It did make the stallion proud that he had such a beautiful mare as his queen, but he wished that maybe she would have stayed, it was one of her traits that Estacar did not much care for. "She is not one for conversation." He stated plainly. And then he watched as his tiny son walked away from his legs and went over to Tari. That was clear that he would like her, she looked the most like him because of the breed, they were both hybrids anyway. And Estacar knew she would be nice to him, he did not believe she was capable of anything else, she was for that his favorite mare. ~I am the darkness at the end of the tunnel~

[saetta]

AQUILON

Aquilon was hating this by the minute. First she had to fight trying to birth Tinrall. And now the foal was doing everything against what Aquilon wanted it to do. It was enough to make the dark bay Pegasus pull out her mane. If she had hands and fingers to do it with. Tinrall was now interacting with the very last horse that Aquilon wanted him to be around. And that was Estacar and his father to boot. No Aquilon wanted to slowly poison her sons mind to the point that he would want his sire dead. And then the door would be open for Aquilon to make a dash for freedom. But now the only thing she wants is for her foal to be by her side. If she had to charge in and make it happen that was fine by the Pegasus mare also. But she figured she would try to get the young seal brown colts attention one last time.

"Tinrall! I said come here now! Or you are going to get it if I have to come after you."

And with that Tinrall looked like a dog that had just been beat. He held his head down and his stub of wings also. And then slowly made his way to Aquilons left side and snuggled up against her. This was the only thing that Aquilon wanted now. But she did keep her eye on Estacar. She still hated him for everything that he did to her. And so the 16 hand high mare still held a grudge against him. Even though he really had not hurt her since the time he cornered and captured her.








I was having so much fun and I was liking that I also knew who my sire was finally. At least we was all a family and it made me giggle and happy. I was more afraid that I was going to only have mother. So the other horse with wings and a horn was Tari. And she was with my sire as another mare of his. And when he told me the other similar looking mare was not his sister but his queen. I lowered my head and almost whispered.

"Sorry I had no idea."

I then wrapped myself around my fathers legs again looking him over and marveling the size of him. I then jumped when my mother finally yelled at me to come to her now or else. So I then crawled out from under father and said.

" I better go now before I get in more trouble."

And with that I hung my head down and slowly made my way to her side. I still had no idea that the world was a very dangerous place. And there was other equines and creatures that would not think twice on either hurting or killing me. So I snuggled right into her side and stayed there until she told me it was ok for me to go off again.

[Clippy]

Tari

The black and white mare nodded to the little colt, letting hom go back to his father without another word from him. He again weaved in and out of the tall Estacar's legs, so Tari had to wonder how big he would get. Yet, wait! Who would teach him how to fly? Tari's wings have never been...injured..like Aquilon's. Could Aquilon still teach the little one how to fly? Or would Tari have to? Whichever parent had wings, she coundn't remember, taught her how to fly.
So many questions, so few answers. They would have to come along the way. Tari turned her head a little, her large ears swiveling to catch Aquilon's call to Tinrall. She was nervous, frightened for her little one, as if Estacar would danger the colt. This would make no sense: Estacar had made it very clear that Aquilon was not to harm him, so why would Estacer have any reason to kill him? Estacar's own mouth had told that he posed no danger to the colt. He hadn't told a lie yet, so Tari trusted him. But, then again, Aquilon had no reason to. Tari knew her story. It couldn't have helped her to trust Estacar. And, with Estacer loomin over so tall on the little one, where the colt was highly vulurnable if Estacar did have bad intentions. But he didn't, even Tari could read that in his eyes.
The little dark bay went back over to his mother, obeying her commanding words.

(I do understand this is short-sorry-in school, so it's rushed.)

[cowgirl123]

[th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=Black] Estacar texttalk The masculine brute watched his petite son's form carefully, his crimson orbs strained on his face, trying to memorize all of it to memory. He wanted to know how the child looked, to be able to describe him without taking a single breathe, not worrying that he would have said something wrong along the way. This child was special, it was his first born son, the only colt that he could ever call 'his first'. And in Estacar's mind that made the colt very important. The stallion wanted to travel the world, visit every horse in the lands of the Unicorns of which he ruled over with an iron fist, and he would be willing to travel to those other lesser lands too. Just to speak about the glories of his son. Though he knew that his child was an inbred, a hybrid that many would look down upon, Estacar loved him dearly. And he had only known him for a short period of time. He knew that one day everyone in the world would grow to love, and fear him, much like himself. The tiny colt was a very dark hue of bay, showing that his parents were both black and bay, both colors contributing to the pelt that lay on the child. His eyes were the same crimson color as his fathers, reflecting into his, so that no one could ever deny that this was his own flesh and blood. The wings that were fastened onto his sides were of the darkest ebony, contrasting in a very handsome way with his darkened bay pelt, the one thing that made him resemble his mother. She would be proud to have this small resemblance though Estacar was sure. And then there was the horn. The one thing that Estacar had hoped to see on his child. The proof that he had some of the powerful breed Unicorn pulsing through his veins. The black horn was only just a stub, and so there was no telling in which way the horn was going to grow, but it was a horn. And that was good enough for Estacar. He watched as the little colt spoke to the much larger hybrid mare Tari, Estacar knew that they would most likely be friends in some way, though he wasn't sure how far deep the relationship would go. But they would most definitely bond, since they were the most similar to one another, considering that they were both hybrids. And Estacar did not mind that one bit. He knew that Tari was one of the kindest mares that chose to live in his herd, well no she was the kindest, and he knew that the child would need that in the herd life. And Tari was sure to spoil him. Something Estacar wanted to happen, he had never been spoiled in his younger days, and so he wanted his son to experience that feeling. Suddenly the stallion felt something wrap around his leg, and as he looked down his eyes met with a smaller copy of themselves, along with the tiny face of his child. He smiled down at the tiny thing, his lips parting only a little, so that he did not show his teeth and risk scaring his son. Suddenly a sound crashed through the silence. It was Aquillion, telling her son to come to him, she sounded rather angry. The child stated that he must go now, and Estacar gave a reassuring nicker, telling him that it was alright. And he watched as his son slinked over to his bay mother, head lowered, and it was all he could do to hold back a laugh. ~I am the darkness at the end of the tunnel~