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alfheim king . eleven years . stallion . tags: alfheim mares, thera, phantom . location: hnjtiborg
alfheim king . eleven years . stallion . tags: alfheim mares, thera, phantom . location: hnjtiborg
- Titan's ears swiveled backwards as he heard the young filly suddenly speak up, pointing out that a mare was staring at the two. His heavy head swung around and locked onto Primrose, one of Phantom's mares as she leaned over to address her own king. Irritation rose in the pit of his stomach at the sudden intrusion to his own herd's privacy and the possible consequences. Once again he was forced to remind himself, his herd came first. Taking a slow step back he put himself more between both Phantom and Primrose to further block any view they may have of the two behind him. Should Phantom decide to say anything to Bjorn it'd certainly mean the end of the truce and Titan wasn't so sure a fight could be avoided. "If things go awry you're all to run and do not stop until you reach the plains of home," he warned to his mares lowly. The last thing he wanted was any of them ending up in the middle of two, or perhaps three, deadly stallions in a battle. In those times more often than not a horse ended up dead and it wasn't going to be one of his mares.
As Phantom turned towards him and locked eye contact his intentions suddenly became very clear especially when his eyes turned to the center. Titan's response was simple, his hoof smacked the ground. What was a clear warning to the other king was merely disguised as a sign of frustration. Bjorn would likely interpret it as the other king's desire to be out of the forests and storm and back home. As Phantom began moving towards the herd the ebony stallion took a few steps forward, motioning for his own mares to close the gap he had left behind him. Titan was sure to not keep his stance aggressive but didn't exactly keep it neutral either. Phantom now held a considerable amount of power over the other king and he'd have to be careful not to upset the other. It would certainly be himself and his own herd who faced the repercussions.
He snorted anxiously as Phantom now approached him, it was clear the situation was rather tense and the king who was normally full of action wasn't comfortable having to act so cautiously. He listened quietly as Phantom began speaking, offering his aid in Titan's dangerous endeavor. This surprised him. Though he supposed it shouldn't have. Phantom adapted well to situations as he had done when arriving in Valhalla. After all the previous Jotunheim king had been no small horse and a worthy opponent. Yet here Phantom stood, well adapted to the adoptive land and coming close to beginning to thrive in it. To do that certainly he was forced to do things he didn't necessarily like. But the king knew there'd be a catch. Phantom wouldn't willingly offer to help just because a hurt foal was involved. However, he hadn't expected it to concern Heidi and when his daughter, his pride and joy, was brought up anger flashed in his eyes. Being smart enough to know he couldn't act on it though the stallion remained quiet and deep in thought.
While Thera began speaking Titan kept his eyes firmly on Phantom, noticing the other stallion's startled look. It didn't surprise him, It was well known that Titan's mares were capable of swaying his opinion as he valued their own. They were knowledgeable and many were wise beyond their years. He'd be a fool not to listen. As Thera offered herself to try and distract Bjorn Titan's head instantly snapped towards her. He knew his mare well and though a part of him realized she was right in saying she was too small to block anything he knew that it was Thera's own curiosity eating at her. He was suddenly being forced to consider whether her curiousity was worth allowing her to risk her own life. Bjorn was pent up, agitated, and dangerous. Saying one wrong thing could lead to a dangerous situation. He spoke to Thera first, leaving Phantom awaiting an answer. "Though I don't agree with your plan you're stubborn enough to go do it regardless. But heed my warning Thera, make sure you don't get too close," though in plain sight it was simply a caution to keep her distance an underlying warning remained in his words. Bjorn was charming when he wanted to be and one couldn't deny the stunning coat. Titan's pride was his own to bear and he knew should something seem off, as though Thera even considered joining the other stallion he'd likely leave her in Hnjtiborg no matter how much he'd hate to.
Now turning his attention back to Phantom he took a few steps forward, using his nose to guide the mares closer together in accordance with Phantom's plan, acting as though the mares were worried and the two kings protecting them. "Very well, I'll accept your deal. Remember this though, I will consider, without bias, offering my blessing. Above all my daughter is my concern though. I will do what I believe is best for her," he retorted, his tone neutral in it all. He didn't like the idea of Heidi going to a herd with a godless king. But if it truly was what she wanted than he supposed Phantom wasn't the worst choice (he was actually likely Titan's favored.)
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jotunheim maiden . two years . mare . tags: haukr . location: hnjtiborg
jotunheim maiden . two years . mare . tags: haukr . location: hnjtiborg
- So much had been going on around her that Astrid had become lost in it all, merely standing still like a scared little filly in the storm. She longed to be brave like Eliza who had just taken off after Stjerne or bold like Heidi who so easily spoke with another king despite her father being present in the woods. She was none of these though. She was meek and apologetic, such a disgrace to her mother's lineage. Dawn hadn't been a dominant mare so to speak but she'd been capable of holding her own and standing up for herself when she needed to. Astrid longed to be capable of doing such things but within a herd setting she could never find the courage. There were so many other mares who were fearless and dominant that often she felt as though she slipped into the background of things. Even now as Primrose and Phantom overlooked the Alfheim herd she couldn't bring herself to venture any closer to comment on the commotion.
The mare turned to look at the surrounding forest behind her. She could be brave. It was inside of her she just had to find a way to get it out. Perhaps this forest was a test from the gods. She supposed that was how it went. Her mother had believed in the gods but had died so young that the belief scarcely passed along - she'd mostly been raised without the fear or belief of the gods. This could be her answer though, she could take a few steps into the forest. She wouldn't go too far, only far enough so where her father wasn't visible but the others were. Yes, she'd do that. She'd been scared of the forest ever since they first entered and here she had a chance to prove she didn't have to be. Phantom was, after all, completely distracted with the other herd so he wouldn't even notice she was gone.
Deciding she'd take the leap and test her bravery the mare backed up slowly in an attempt to avoid being seen leaving. When she felt comfortable that no one was noticing her leaving she turned and trotted into the darkness. Nerves rattled her bones and every few seconds she forced herself to look back to make sure she could still see the others. Slowly she became slightly more comfortable in what she was doing until finally she ceased walking and took a moment to truly take in the forest around her without being surrounded by other horses. It wasn't so bad. It was just trees and grass and mud, nothing else. No predator was suddenly lunging at her and no lone earls were trying to snake her. This wasn't bad at all. Feeling a bit more confident the mare strode further into the forest though this time she forgot to look back.
Astrid wasn't sure how long she'd walked or how far she went when she finally decided to turn back to see how far she'd gone. Only now she realized she couldn't see any of them at all and her once present bravery scurried away. Panic engulfed her as she turned frantically left and right until eventually her sense of direction was all but lost. She lunged forward suddenly, believing herself to be returning the same way she'd come when in reality she was moving further from the herds. Despite her youth Astrid had always proved to be a rather graceful runner and though she struggled through the thick terrain she managed to avoid falling or hurting herself as she blindly charged through the thickets. Finally she saw a figure just ahead of her and relief flooded her chest. She'd made it back safely and felt overjoyed to see another herd mate. However it was too late and she'd already come too close when she skidded to a halt and realized this was not a herd mate, this was a lone earl and worse yet it was Haukr. She'd never met him personally but hearing Phantom talk about him she could only assume he was horrible, "H-haukr!" She was stunned and frozen in her spot. She feared going deeper into the forest and further getting lost which proved the only reason why she hadn't turned and bolted away yet.