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The Winter Blues 2021
Featuring Featuring Alistair Reznov & AVR Saint Alexandra the Passion Bearer

THURSDAY, 6:07 AM :: Stall within the Racing Stable (location #25 )

Her mind had surely changed about Alistair over their time spent bonding, an unfortunate two words she had to call their ride among the trails. He wasn't bothersome, mindful to respect her wishes in path directions and offering to brush her mane every now and then. Alix appreciated his attempt at affection towards a species he was not familiar with and eventually let the actions coax her into a comfy early morning euphoria. They had soon arrived back outside the entrance to the stable, and Alix gave a shake to her self to awaken the slumbering Russian on her back. He yawned and stretched for what seemed like ages to this mare, a tick away from stressing her to her limit. But with quickly acquired haste, Ali slumped himself off the Obertaurer and guided his companion back into her stall. He had just about made it back to the stall door before she nipped his bandana, ushering him to sleep here- no need to go walking out in that snow maybe getting eaten by a deadly monster that evolved from a rock on the path. Who knows out there!! Too sleep deprived to object, Ali gently floated down to the floor padding, curling in on himself to plead for warmth from a giving Samaritan in this harsh weather. She gave her head a gentle toss as she settled in upon the embanked bedding, inviting him to actually 'cuddle' with the Queen. It was such a grand gesture which Alistair smugly flocked to, at least rewarding her with drowsily placed scritches. The mare held in a smile- she was growing fond of this idiotic lump of emotions quicker than lightning.
So of course, Alix felt generous enough to allow Alistair a proper rest through the wee hours of the morning, having considered she'd not like to be handled by an ill man during their halter class. There was a reputation to hold, and thus, no scandals should be free to sprout among the soil. Another man had wandered in to the stable after their adventure to provide Alistair with some warmth and relieve Alix of her guard as a heat source; although Ali was fully capable of providing his own heat by his blessings. Unknown to Alix and even Richard- someone very familiar with his being- Alistair sought out the protection that his Obertaurer provided. She gave the knowledge that if enemies should find him, she would very well give her life to either protect him, or call for the execution of his murderers. It was a goal that he had dusted out from his dreams, a steed so committed she lay her life on the line with no hesitation. So many nights he needed to know he was safe, his mind had constructed too many outrageous scenarios which bled very deeply into his reality. Then he had his brothers nearby, though not nearly assuring as with his deathly silence they may not ever think to check upon him. But now, he hoped she would continue this trait he so greatly treasured- to become his most trusted, to become his sister in war.

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Description

The Winter Blues 2021
Featuring Featuring Alistair Reznov & AVR Saint Alexandra the Passion Bearer

THURSDAY, 6:07 AM :: Stall within the Racing Stable (location #25 )

Her mind had surely changed about Alistair over their time spent bonding, an unfortunate two words she had to call their ride among the trails. He wasn't bothersome, mindful to respect her wishes in path directions and offering to brush her mane every now and then. Alix appreciated his attempt at affection towards a species he was not familiar with and eventually let the actions coax her into a comfy early morning euphoria. They had soon arrived back outside the entrance to the stable, and Alix gave a shake to her self to awaken the slumbering Russian on her back. He yawned and stretched for what seemed like ages to this mare, a tick away from stressing her to her limit. But with quickly acquired haste, Ali slumped himself off the Obertaurer and guided his companion back into her stall. He had just about made it back to the stall door before she nipped his bandana, ushering him to sleep here- no need to go walking out in that snow maybe getting eaten by a deadly monster that evolved from a rock on the path. Who knows out there!! Too sleep deprived to object, Ali gently floated down to the floor padding, curling in on himself to plead for warmth from a giving Samaritan in this harsh weather. She gave her head a gentle toss as she settled in upon the embanked bedding, inviting him to actually 'cuddle' with the Queen. It was such a grand gesture which Alistair smugly flocked to, at least rewarding her with drowsily placed scritches. The mare held in a smile- she was growing fond of this idiotic lump of emotions quicker than lightning.
So of course, Alix felt generous enough to allow Alistair a proper rest through the wee hours of the morning, having considered she'd not like to be handled by an ill man during their halter class. There was a reputation to hold, and thus, no scandals should be free to sprout among the soil. Another man had wandered in to the stable after their adventure to provide Alistair with some warmth and relieve Alix of her guard as a heat source; although Ali was fully capable of providing his own heat by his blessings. Unknown to Alix and even Richard- someone very familiar with his being- Alistair sought out the protection that his Obertaurer provided. She gave the knowledge that if enemies should find him, she would very well give her life to either protect him, or call for the execution of his murderers. It was a goal that he had dusted out from his dreams, a steed so committed she lay her life on the line with no hesitation. So many nights he needed to know he was safe, his mind had constructed too many outrageous scenarios which bled very deeply into his reality. Then he had his brothers nearby, though not nearly assuring as with his deathly silence they may not ever think to check upon him. But now, he hoped she would continue this trait he so greatly treasured- to become his most trusted, to become his sister in war.

NO REFS USED.