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"Iyaya toki, Kona"
Stretched out before her, the snow buried the grasses, each step was muffled. Gently she steps through the grasses, her steps were light and cautious, muscles bunch beneath her mahogany stained hide. Ears swivel atop her head nervously, she knew that Valentine lived here, his scent littered the border, it was the other horses that worried her. A slight breeze tossed her ebony mane from her arched neck, it sent a chill down the length of her spine. Halting in mid-stride, her nostrils quiver, there was a strangers scent on the breeze. She was undoubtedly a mare, her body let off the scent of pregnancy. Her cerulean eyes search for this horse, they fall on a pretty cremello mare, her coat barely contrasted against the alabaster backdrop. She was young, unsure of the steps that she took, but she did not come any closer. She stares back at the cremello for a few more minutes until a voice broke the silence.

Onawa' swivels her head, to find a palomino mare approaching, she speaks to the cremello first. Her words spit from her mouth, a look of confusion crosses her face...Was this the welcoming party? A snort escapes from her ebony nostrils, she was not very friendly. Iye hiya shnee, Onawa'. It was only a moment before Kona speaks up, he pretty much just repeated what she had already said. She rolls her eyes at him. "Iyaya toki, Kona." She speaks under her breath, perhaps he would get the clue...and go away. As the palomino switches her attention to Onawa', she speaks and than a grimace follows her words... as if it pained her to even speak to the spotted girl. She focuses her blue and brown eyes upon her, she tests out the girls names.

"Evvv-aaa-liiiine" Rolling each of the syllables over tongue, she pauses before continuing. "Evaline...I Onawa" She had learned a bit of the Lost Island native tongue, but not enough. She seemed to be lost most of the time, only Kona to speak to. As a few moments pass, a scent that she knew wafted in on the breeze...Valentine. A smile begin to touch her lips, spreading from one corner of her mouth to the other. A scowl contorts his face as he speaks to Evaline...Calling the two mares guests. She was curious as to what that meant. He focuses on them, he called the cremello Dock, she supposed that it fit the young mare, she sure was a pretty little thing. She examines her quietly until Valentine speaks to her.

As his words exit his lips, she can see the questioning in his eyes. Was he curious why she was here? She tries to decipher his question. “What brings you to the Prairie today?” She only pauses a moment before speaking. "Onawa' here... to seeee, the praaairee." She struggles to express herself, she pauses a moment, the effort written on her face. My tehila, you do not belong here with Valentine...He does not want you, don't you see that he has many other mares to entertain him?" She can not help but flicker her ears back into her ebony mane for a split second, sometimes Kona knew exactly what to say to stab her in the heart.

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