Bright like a Child (Priska) Sept 9, 2012 19:57:36 GMT -5
Post by nala on Sept 9, 2012 19:57:36 GMT -5
YA HOOOOO! Squealed the little colt as he ran full bore down the small hill that surrounded his regal family's home. He was aging nicely, and although he was often seen silent beside his mother or father, he also spent a little over half of his upbringing tagging alongside his free spirited aunt and her pretty young daughter. Galadriel brought out the spirit in Eli; she aloud him to live while the rest of his family taught him how, or how not, to die. Priska! Priska you gotta try this! Eli said stumbling to a stop and scrambling back up his little mountain.
At the top, the dark coated child looked over to his even darker mother. Victoria was grazing, looking as peaceful as the angry mare could look, on the other side of the ridge. The queen payed little attention to the child she'd brought into the world. Eli was his father's issue, and besides his upbringing, the child scared her. His hunger to prove himself to her was frightening, for the mare felt the same need to prove herself better then the child. It was an endless competition that could one day prove lethal should she not figure out how to use him to her advantage. Mommy dearest was always lurking in the shadows of the young prince's mind. She caused his mind to work and grow in the departments of wisdom and darkness.
Turning his white face back to his soft colored family members, Eli called down to the slightly older filly. Priska!? He watched his surrogate mother look up to him with a smile, her brightness had surely rubbed off on her daughter. Eli liked them both. He liked them much more then his mother and father.
ooc: bleck. but hey. I miss him. take your time!