Daryn took a deep breath. Those were some things he had to deal with. "Well, I am practically an immortal and I don't know how things will unfold. Maybe we will change our place of living. But father had stayed here for long. So I don't know what his secret is." He didn't say that most neotides lived for no more than two hundred years. The thought was frightening. He shuddered.
Dawn leaned back against him and gripped him hard. 'Why are you feeling nervous?' she asked mentally. 'Isn't it wonderful? We are going to stay together forever!' she said.
"It is darling," he said and kissed over the top of her head. It was a lovely thought.
As they moved further, they noticed a herd of wild ponies roaming away from them. The last pony in the herd stopped and looked at them. She flicked her ears and glanced at Izar who raised his head and walked taller showing off his graceful height. The pony joined her herd and Izar grunted.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!