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Fatalé

It was a crisp fall day. But the Lagoon was still humid and irritating. At least to some degree. Fatalé stood under a large tree looking out over the sandbar that separated the Lagoon from the sea. It was one of the better views. It was more inviting and quite frankly a beautiful location. She could see Léon playing about in the tide pools not too far away. He was growing up now, but he still acted like such a child. She would have to work on that.

The wind picked up and played with her hair as she sat in thought. Things in the Lagoon were lazy. She felt as if things had slowed down everywhere. Maybe it was time to start poking around again. Yes, she had found some interesting characters on her last few ventures. But she felt like the Lagoon was emptier.

The bay shook her head, tossing her ebony forelock out of her face. Yes it was too quiet. Somewhere inside, Fatalé needed company. Femme company. Perhaps she had only realized it after having met Caesisus and El Halin. It wasn’t that she wanted friends. But she needed allies. She needed ways to keep informed especially about the men. Maybe she should seek out Reinleif. That mare had been reasonable.

mare : eight : arabian : wild bay : 14.2 hh : peak : mother of three