Alder took his black from his father, a man he had only met once and long long ago. He had hid behind his mother's legs at the time, hoping the dark circles around his eyes hid the fear he felt. But the male did not think of his sire often, for his mother had filled the paws of both parents. What he had was normal, in his mind. The pack had helped in his upbringing, and their presence and support had done him well. Of course it had been the push Anu had given him to leave the nest that had forced Alder to come into his own. She was willing to give up her son in the hopes he would stand without her. She had been right in her choice.
He wished to meet him, and nodded at the woman's words. The information would be helpful but his eagerness only allowed him to nod. He handed the lead to the AniWayan, and did not looked back at the mare as he stepped closer. The tall wolf hopped the fence with an easy stride and walked among the horses with ease. He called to them, as he did with the horses of the Court and spoke his peaceful greeting. They hardly looked at him, some walking away to search for a less disturbed patch of grass and some were curious enough to approach. But Alder did not search for their attention, watching the white blazed stallion with soft blue eyes.
His excitement vanished, and calm filled him to the core. It was the way he came to be when he was in their presence, at ease. The horse's head rose when he noticed Alder, dark eyes watched him as the wolf came forward as an arch. Alder made a sound, accented by his wolfish tongue but still close to the language of the low speaking kind. It was a greeting, but the stallion simply watched as if he was waiting for the wolf to figure out what he wanted with the large beast. His back came up to the wolf's chest, and his head seemed longer then Alder's arm and certainly heavier then both. He had young eyes, and his coat took in the Sun's light and reflected it with hues of blue and purple. The white on his face was pure, like unstepped snow.
Moments passed, and they spoke short simple words. He was happy here, and Alder noticed that there were enough mare's among the herd to make any stallion happy. The wolf laughed, and reached to pet his nose. The horse accepted him, but after a moment or two he began to nudge his hand playfully. Alder remembered what was proper and looked him over as if his heart hadn't already made the choice for him. He was stunning, spoke with the boy willingly and understood his low speech. And he was big enough. Alder had not known such love other then what he felt for his family.
The wolf turned to the horse mistress, and he stepped away from the stallion so that his voice and excitement would not startle him. Would this be enough? He asked eagerly, The mare and the furs? I can bring another horse and some hares if you do not think its an even trade. The horses in the Court were plentiful and no one claimed most, and Alder would have given her anything she wished in order for him to take the stallion home with him.
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