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Consider me a Herold
Posted on June 25, 2012 at 10:23:06 PM by Vesti

Vesti
Ill news is an ill guest

Vesti had heard the commotion. She had been grazing on a patch of ground not to far. She knew Nikola had gone to the Crossing, so when she turned her eyes down onto the small beach, she was not surprised to see the golden girl. The little foal struck her fancy - her ears pricked forward. But when Nikola had seemed panicked, and the golden girl darted around as if looking for something, she knew something had been wrong.

Vesti had bolted down the path, her Quarter Horse blood ringing as she thundered up to the trio. She did stop though, the angry waves daring her. She hated the Sea. She hated it. But as Nikola pulled himself free, she knew what happened. The Sea had claimed yet another soul.

She carefully trotted up. She didn’t know what she could say. She didn’t know what she could say. She’d been a prisoner of the blue once - she didn’t intend to be that again. But who had been lost? She knew well the sea could drag in another mare at least her size if not larger. She looked at the golden girl.

A foal. The golden one’s. But she trotted up, stopping at the beach.

“What happened?” She asked - more as a curtsy. But what could she say otherwise? Who was it? What now did the Sea claim? She couldn’t know the details. She just knew the signs. Nikola’s raspy voice was enough to signal a problem. She looked around the group of horses.
.:mare::4 springs::sorrel [ee/Aa/dd]::unknown x unknown::Quarter horse x Morgan horse::home::children::by blushie:.


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