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Author Topic: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony  (Read 95 times)

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Offline Anthony Baelfor

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Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« on: Sep 28, 17, 11:05:51 PM »
Anthony loved summer time. He also happened to love the autumn. Perhaps that was why that transition time just when the leaves were beginning to turn but the sun was still so sweetly warm against his skin was his absolute favorite time of year. It had all the beauty of autumn with the warmth and affection of summer. The horses certainly loved it too, and training the yearling was about twelve times easier when the season was changing than in the heat of summer when they were grumpy and fidgety because of the heat.

Today Ant wasn't training the yearlings, though. He was out and about, making his way through town on the back of Loverboy - a young and flirty steed the color of fresh straw with a pure white starburst on his forehead. He didn't ride in a saddle, and steered the horse with the nudging of his knees and his hands in the young stallion's mane. The two moved like a single unit, familiar with each other, almost of one mind.

Growing up around horses certainly had something to do with it, but the seamless companionship between these two also had something to do with the fact that they had similar personalities and both craved copious amounts of attention for just about anyone who would lavish it upon them. The attention was fairly easy for the handsome young stallion to come by. He could trot up to just about anyone and give then a little nuzzle or prance around and he'd have people mooning over him left and right. Young ladies or children were the best. Still, in order to have that opportunity he needed to be out and about.

Anthony, while a very handsome man himself with a charming enough persona that he typically had little trouble getting attention, didn't have the advantage of the same innocent and awing allure of the blonde stallion. Together, they were able to mingle and flirt effortlessly and with little to no boundaries.

They really did make a perfect team.

"That's a good lad, how about we pause here for a moment yeah?" He patted the horses neck as he slowed to a stop beside the town's center fountain, swinging himself off in a smooth and practiced motion. A little bit of craft guided his descent and helped him stick the landing, then he used one hand to balance himself against his companion while he called in the bottom half of his left leg. A practiced little dance later, and he was as whole as he'd ever be. Letting his pant leg down, he patted the horse's neck with a grin. "Atta boy, thanks buddy. Get yourself something to drink now and then we'll see about a little shopping yeah?" And maybe a little bit of other fun along the way as well.


Offline Emma Morgan

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #1 on: Oct 04, 17, 12:58:39 AM »
Summer’s heat was fading and Autumn had arrived. Emma couldn’t wait for the seasonal rites. The golds, oranges, and browns of the leaves and the cooler weather made her happier. She’d secured the distillery earlier in the week and Godfrey was home once more. She’d left him home to work on a few projects while Bevan accompanied her to the small town of Connington a few days after the distillery’s purchase. Monday morning was the start of the interviews for the position of Court Steward. Emma wasn’t looking forward to it, the very thought enough to sour her mood.

Bevan must have picked up on it because he nudged her gently with his elbow.

You’re doing that quiet-broody thing again, my lady. You’ve been that way since Prince Halfway-Up-His-Own-Ass showed up again.” Bevan said, using his preferred moniker for Godfrey. Emma not-quite glared at him and Bevan said nothing for a moment, walking quietly with her down the road.

I wish you two would come to terms, Bevan. Godfrey’s not your enemy and you shouldn’t be his.” Emma said, reaching out to catch Bevan’s hand in hers. Bevan grunted, annoyed, but said nothing for a moment.

Why is he First Escort, Emma? He doesn’t know you. He’s been gone for five years. He’s probably got all kinds of secrets he’s not telling you about.” Bevan said.

Emma took a deep breath, forcing herself not to get angry with her male. Bevan was hurt, taken aback at not being offered the First Escort position, but this would pass. She told herself that every time he started in on Godfrey’s qualifications. And every time it happened, Emma grew a little more certain that Bevan just wasn’t going to get past this on his own.

Her annoyance abated at the sight of the horse.

Emma liked horses. Not as much as Margaret Webster, perhaps, but they were magnificent creatures all the same. Greystone could use one or two. She wanted Rowen and Morgan to grow up with horses, to enjoy riding them and watching them. She hoped Jorie would be on board with it. If not, she’d just have to sweet-talk the High Priestess into it.

Emma moved forward, reaching out to touch the mare, brushing the space between his eyes.

And what is your name, my darling? Are you having a decent day?” Emma asked.

She’d not quite registered the male who owned this one, so focused was she on the horse in question.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #2 on: Oct 04, 17, 09:31:48 AM »
Anthony had taken a seat on the other side of Loverboy, perched on the edge of the fountain as he called in a bottle of water for himself and rehydrated. From there, he didn't immediately notice the approach of the Lady and her escort. Oh sure, he vaguely registered the mull of conversation - but that was just being in town. At least, it was just the voice of the town until she was right there, with only the young stallion between them - her voice warm and sweet as she spoke.

'And what is your name, my darling? Are you having a decent day?'

Something in the voice pulled to him. Magnetically. For a man who had been waiting for this all his life he surprisingly didn't recognize the warning sign - and instead merely cocked his head curiously and looked over. Unable to see much around the horse as he flirted with the pretty Lady -nickering and nosing at her hand, lipping gently at her fingers for treats- he pushed himself up to stand and crossed his arms over the stallion's strong back. There was a playful grin on his face already, in place to accompany one of the many smooth lines he was going to pull from as a way to start a conversation.

The words died on his lips and his eyes widened as he saw her, as her scent touched him. His mouth opened, then shut, his heart tight as it pulled with a hard and resounding

"Mine."

He didn't even really register that the word had left his lips in a breathless exhale. He blinked a few times, a rather stupid sort of grin unfolding across his face as he stood up and rounded the horse without ever taking his eyes off of her.

"I mean. Loverboy." He cleared his throat. "Name. Stallion boy horse love." What? The blush on his face was uncommon to those who knew him, little could embarrass the Warlord Prince. "I mean. The horse - his name is Loverboy. I'm Anthony." There was that grin again, bright and excited and eager to please. A veritable puppy.

Offline Emma Morgan

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #3 on: Oct 09, 17, 11:11:13 PM »
Emma laughed as the horse lipped her hand, the sensation tickling her skin. She didn’t know a lot about horses, but she thought that was a good sign. It wasn’t trying to kick her in the head and, thereby, kill her so Emma would take that and go with it. She continued whispering to the creature softly and assuring it that she meant it no harm. Bevan stood by quietly, saying nothing, but clearly unhappy at having their discussion interrupted.

The male stepped into her peripheral, but Emma was still entranced by the horse. It was only when the word left his lips that Emma’s gaze flickered over to him. She might have discounted him altogether on a normal day. Her eyes caught his, though, and Emma couldn’t look away. The horse itself fell to the periphery of her mind and thoughts as Emma pulled away to regard the Warlord Prince that claimed her.

She felt the surge of anger from Bevan, already reaching for his weapon.

Prince Halloran, attend.” she said, her gaze never leaving that of the man before her.

I mean. Loverboy.

Emma’s brow furrowed in confusion. His name...was Loverboy? Well, all right. It was an unfortunate name for a man. She wanted to ask why his parents would name him so, but he spoke before she could.

Name. Stallion boy horse love.

Emma didn’t even want to consider what that meant.

My name is Emma Morgan. Do you know who I am?” she asked. She reached out toward him, laying a hand along his face if he allowed it. She tried, as hard as she could, to channel the peace of her Touch into him. But the current was weak, like a witchlamp that had gone dim from prolonged use. She hated herself for that. She couldn’t give him what she wanted, what he needed from him.
               
"I mean. The horse - his name is Loverboy. I'm Anthony."

Emma couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled forth as Anthony finally introduced himself without error. Now she knew that the horse was Loverboy and that her male, her male, was Anthony. She wanted to take him somewhere and just sit with him for awhile and learn everything she could learn about him. She loved his beard. It wasn’t as precive and neat as Godfrey’s, but Emma loved it all the same. She loved his hair, too. She wanted to run her figners through it, wanted to lay his head in her lap while he read to her and tangled her fingers in every strand.

Prince Anthony, this is Prince Bevan Halloran, also in my service.” she said warmly, introducing the other Warlord Prince. Bevan’s expression was made of stone, flat and neutral, except for a Protocol-perfect nod of the head.

Are you hungry? We were going to get something to eat.” Emma said, gesturing to a tavern down the street.

We’d like it if you joined us.”