A New Age

[Ellie]

Nehallenia trotted around her father's home. She was three now, and wondered what her father would do with her. She stopped and looked around before lifting her maw and calling out to her father. She hoped that he would let her live here, but that was entirely up to him. She knew that his other mares would be showing up at at time and she didn't want to be in the way of her father's plans.

[Vantha {in college}]

The ashen rose stallion stood calmly, surveying his lands with a practised eye. That's when he noticed the blue form roaming through his lands. At first he thought it was Asra but then he noted the refinement of the young mare. A heavy sigh escaped his maw. Where was the blue mare? He grumbled slightly, he missed her prescence though he would probably never admit it.
He heard his daughter call out and he answered with his own high-pitched whistle. Of course now his daughter was of age to start her own life. He shifted slightly before easing his frame into a smooth jog. She could leave, but technically she was his heiress. The thought occured to him yet again that perhaps she and Kazmin could get to know each other. They where about the same age anyways. Ah well, he would think of those things later on.
He halted when he closer to his daughter and looked her over calmly. She would surely attract the stallions if she decided to leave. "You're free to stay or leave Nonus. It's your choice." He said calmly. He almost wished that she was gone because of how much the little on reminded him of her dam and in the very same instant wished that she would stay for the very same reason.
He was such an unpredictable stallion wasn't he? He didn't try to be, it just sorta, happened for the most part. No matter, he was still Dark Vampire, First and only lord of Nonus. Nothing would ever change that.

[Ellie]

Nehallenia's auds twitched when she heard her father's high-pitched whistle. She rolled her eyes and faced her father as he approached her. She knew that she looked like her mother, but she didn't see how that affected her father, and his actions around her. Her dark cranium tilted a little to the side when she heard her father's words. I wonder if he wants me to leave. The thought crossed her mind and she paid it little attention. He sounded calm, but Nehallenia's own experiences have taught her that it wasn't hard to hide what you were truly feeling.
I know that father, but what do you want me to do? After all, I am your heiress. Her words were soft, respectful, and slightly curious. Her eyes were pools of curiosity, and she couldn't help but wonder why her father might want her to leave, but whether she wanted to or not, it was ultimately his choice. It all boiled down to wheter or not he wanted her to stay or leave. Her father truly was unpredictable. One moment he could be yelling at her to leave, and the next he could be asking her to stay! Oh well. She loved her father, and she truly is a daddy's girl. Even if she was her father's heiress, her father, Dark Vampire, would be the only true king of Nonus.

[Vantha {in college}]

The arabian stood as calmly as one of his temperment could. His ebony banner flicked gently as he enjoyed the warmth his lands provided year round. One of the blessings of living in a volcanic area. A smirk creased his maw for split second before his harks flicked forwards listening to his daughter speak.
"Do what you will. You are a young mare now and I'm sure that eventually you'll want to see what the world is like outside of this area. Stay and go as you please. Nonus is as much as my home as it is yours." He said calmly. Woah, nice Vampy? That's a new one. It's probably because she was Asra's daughter after all. Oh well, he had never really been known for being predictable now had he? He didn't think he had after all.

[Ellie]

Nehallenia listened intently to her father's words. She tilted her crainium slightly and nodded. She understood what her father had told her, and was greatful that he wasn't actually kicking her out of her home, but instead was allowing her to explore just has her mother had so often done.

Thank you father. The joy that she felt showed in her words and in her optics. She bowed slightly before giving her father the horse version of a hug. When she was finished hugging him, she turned and started to walk away. I promise to come back and visit father. She looked back at Dark Vampire as she spoke, when she was finished she turned her head back around and trotted of into the unknown.