The Portal
07-17-2017, 04:26 AM
Astarot and Zafir
He watches others of his large family arriving and looking around at everyone else. He smiles gently at each and everyone of them enjoying their presence. The he watched with horror as vines wrapped around on of his sister's faces. She squealed harshly trying her best to get free. Her breath gurgled for a moment as she struggled to breath then the vines slithered away. She stood shaking and panting before lifting her head. Her face had been so pretty before they had touched her, now her brow was covered in spider like eyes. He stared openly horror struck. He turns and looks at his father worriedly. "There is a mare I must find."
Without another word he turns and leaves a shiver racing down his spine. Zafir takes off flying high above the gathered horses spit into a strange world. Within a few moments she comes back and leads her dunskin stallion to Sabia. His dual colored eyes take in those gathered around her. First he sees her son, then Iskra, then Sabia herself and finally a small filly. He freezes and Zafir calls out to the mare questioningly before landing in front of the young girl. She looked like a winged version of himself beautiful and perfect. A lump formed in his throat as he watched the girl flap her wings and yell angrily. A smile slowly creeps onto his skull marked face as he watches her.
'Come on.' Zafir hisses irritably into his mind as she eyes the light colored filly. Shaking his head once he steps forward his heart swelling at the thought of having a child of his own. Then he realizes what an awful start she must have had. Worried he steps towards her stopping beside her and smiling nervously. "Hello Iskra, Saoirse, Sabia, and you little one." He turns his gaze to the girl once more after nodding to everyone in turn. After a few moments he turns and looks at the once sickly mare. He could remember helping her long ago in Helovia.
Taking a deep breath he steps towards the mare and drops his voice. "Is she mine?" His eyes sparkle hopefully as he gazes down at her. Zafir reaches out to the filly curiously trying to sniff her. Astarot leaves her be, knowing she would never harm a foal, especially one that might be his.
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Without another word he turns and leaves a shiver racing down his spine. Zafir takes off flying high above the gathered horses spit into a strange world. Within a few moments she comes back and leads her dunskin stallion to Sabia. His dual colored eyes take in those gathered around her. First he sees her son, then Iskra, then Sabia herself and finally a small filly. He freezes and Zafir calls out to the mare questioningly before landing in front of the young girl. She looked like a winged version of himself beautiful and perfect. A lump formed in his throat as he watched the girl flap her wings and yell angrily. A smile slowly creeps onto his skull marked face as he watches her.
'Come on.' Zafir hisses irritably into his mind as she eyes the light colored filly. Shaking his head once he steps forward his heart swelling at the thought of having a child of his own. Then he realizes what an awful start she must have had. Worried he steps towards her stopping beside her and smiling nervously. "Hello Iskra, Saoirse, Sabia, and you little one." He turns his gaze to the girl once more after nodding to everyone in turn. After a few moments he turns and looks at the once sickly mare. He could remember helping her long ago in Helovia.
Taking a deep breath he steps towards the mare and drops his voice. "Is she mine?" His eyes sparkle hopefully as he gazes down at her. Zafir reaches out to the filly curiously trying to sniff her. Astarot leaves her be, knowing she would never harm a foal, especially one that might be his.
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