Genesis 006
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Title~ Equine Romance
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ The chick, the bloke and their horsies are mine. As is the fic. No touchie.
Notes~ Genesis 006. If this one doesn't just scream "Lynnlita" then I don't know what does =3
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Princess Lynnlita’s horse, despite its ridiculous black and white stripes and spiky mane that so typified Llayan steeds, trotted along with considerable equine aplomb. It kept its head bowed, lifted its knees high and flicked its tail occasionally, giving the odd haughty huff through its nostrils.
Mongrel, on the other hand, was being entirely unreasonable, even more so than normal. He shook his head to try and shake the prince from his back, strained against the reins, swiped his tail to slap against Nolryn’s legs and gave innumerable irritated snorts.
“‘Come for a ride with me,’ she says,” Nol muttered to himself, “Blood of the goddesses, Mongrel, would you please cooperate?”
Lynnlita covered a giggle with a delicately gloved hand. “Has Nolryn lost control of his valiant steed?”
The prince snorted, not unlike his horse. “Nolryn never had control of his valiant—Mongrel!” He yanked the reins firmly, just feeling that the stallion was on the verge of rearing or bucking, one of the two. “I swear I’ll geld you if you don’t start behaving! What in Lin’s name is wrong with you today?”
Mongrel snorted again and tossed his head, lifting his front hooves slightly, more as a warning in response to his rider’s threat than in any attempt to unhorse him. Even so, Nol’s heart skipped a beat as the thought crossed his mind just for that split second. The horse seemed to calm down briefly after that, resorting to huffing and swishing his tail rather than threaten his rider.
Lynnlita reined her own, obedient horse in, looking thoughtfully at the much larger stallion. “Nolryn’s horse is not a gelding?”
“Aeia, no,” Nol muttered, relaxing just slightly, but not enough so that Mongrel could surprise him, as was undoubtedly his tactic.
“Ah,” Lynnlita said knowingly, “Nilakinta is a mare.”
Nol shook his head, not taking his eyes off the flicking ears in front of him. “There are mares in the Own and he’s never gone after them.”
The princess shrugged. “Perhaps Mongrel has a taste for exotic breeds.”
Nol raised an eyebrow, choosing not to respond to that comment. There was far too much undertone to it for his liking.
Mongrel’s flanks bunched subtly underneath him, and he tightened the reins in warning, showing he knew exactly what the horse was up to. Mongrel snorted again, shaking his head violently, then turning it, teeth bared, to nip at Lynnlita’s mare. Nol’s eyes narrowed and he kicked a boot out at the stallion’s nose. Nilakinta merely gave another arrogant flick of her tail.
Lynnlita flicked her hair over her shoulder in a similar manner. “Nolryn might learn something from his steed,” she said airily.
The prince gave a dry laugh. “Give it up, Lynnlita.”
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ The chick, the bloke and their horsies are mine. As is the fic. No touchie.
Notes~ Genesis 006. If this one doesn't just scream "Lynnlita" then I don't know what does =3
Princess Lynnlita’s horse, despite its ridiculous black and white stripes and spiky mane that so typified Llayan steeds, trotted along with considerable equine aplomb. It kept its head bowed, lifted its knees high and flicked its tail occasionally, giving the odd haughty huff through its nostrils.
Mongrel, on the other hand, was being entirely unreasonable, even more so than normal. He shook his head to try and shake the prince from his back, strained against the reins, swiped his tail to slap against Nolryn’s legs and gave innumerable irritated snorts.
“‘Come for a ride with me,’ she says,” Nol muttered to himself, “Blood of the goddesses, Mongrel, would you please cooperate?”
Lynnlita covered a giggle with a delicately gloved hand. “Has Nolryn lost control of his valiant steed?”
The prince snorted, not unlike his horse. “Nolryn never had control of his valiant—Mongrel!” He yanked the reins firmly, just feeling that the stallion was on the verge of rearing or bucking, one of the two. “I swear I’ll geld you if you don’t start behaving! What in Lin’s name is wrong with you today?”
Mongrel snorted again and tossed his head, lifting his front hooves slightly, more as a warning in response to his rider’s threat than in any attempt to unhorse him. Even so, Nol’s heart skipped a beat as the thought crossed his mind just for that split second. The horse seemed to calm down briefly after that, resorting to huffing and swishing his tail rather than threaten his rider.
Lynnlita reined her own, obedient horse in, looking thoughtfully at the much larger stallion. “Nolryn’s horse is not a gelding?”
“Aeia, no,” Nol muttered, relaxing just slightly, but not enough so that Mongrel could surprise him, as was undoubtedly his tactic.
“Ah,” Lynnlita said knowingly, “Nilakinta is a mare.”
Nol shook his head, not taking his eyes off the flicking ears in front of him. “There are mares in the Own and he’s never gone after them.”
The princess shrugged. “Perhaps Mongrel has a taste for exotic breeds.”
Nol raised an eyebrow, choosing not to respond to that comment. There was far too much undertone to it for his liking.
Mongrel’s flanks bunched subtly underneath him, and he tightened the reins in warning, showing he knew exactly what the horse was up to. Mongrel snorted again, shaking his head violently, then turning it, teeth bared, to nip at Lynnlita’s mare. Nol’s eyes narrowed and he kicked a boot out at the stallion’s nose. Nilakinta merely gave another arrogant flick of her tail.
Lynnlita flicked her hair over her shoulder in a similar manner. “Nolryn might learn something from his steed,” she said airily.
The prince gave a dry laugh. “Give it up, Lynnlita.”
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Date: 2005-05-17 07:45 am (UTC)horsie wants some lovin!
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Date: 2005-05-17 08:42 am (UTC)And not just cos it has Lynnlita - well maybe I do.
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