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The Lost Islands
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hot sugar in the afternoon




"No intrusion," he'd offered, smiling. The same fear that had been creeping its icy fingers up her spine loosed its hold on her nerves. Instead, it trickled downward and danced between her ribs. Idoneth had to admit that she had been lucky to come across less aggressive stallions in her lifetime. She had heard stories before from her dam about males who bit and stole you away in the night. Her dark ears pricked forward though, conveying some alleviation of her anxiety.

The Ridge. Shoot. Not quite the right place she needed to go. The length of her tail flicks against her side out of prickling frustration with herself. Why didn't she know these islands better? "I believe I'm looking for the Shore. It's where my daughter is supposed to have settled." More information couldn't hurt at this point. Surely he'd be able to point her in the right direction! The force of a hopeful exhale makes her rosy nostrils flutter softly.

Nothing would please her more than to find Evike well and happy. The sooty mare knew she should probably tamper her excitement about her daughter's budding relationship. For all Idoneth knew, things could have progressed very quickly for the girl and there was a foal yet running around in the land she sought. A grandchild. Her first. Patience. She still had yet to find Evike. One step at a time.


Idoneth


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