LET THEM HATE AS LONG AS THEY FEAR.

Silence rang through Paradise with a vice like grip. It's never ending reach seemed to push through all of the territory before the sound of something hitting the ground had a large horse shifting in the distance. Vines reached down from the jungle trees and seemed to faintly lasso around the gray shire, her large frame trembling and covered in sweat. Her ember color eyes blinked slowly before she turned to face the young being on the ground, but the happy gleam soon enough gave way to panic and grief.


Nudging her foal with her nose, Siren’s Symphony looked at the Smokey black colt before her. His sides didn't rise and fall with life sustaining breath and he never once moved. The large equine continued to nudge her child, but as time passed nothing changed. Panic began to rise high in Siren’s blood before the sound of broken sobs filled the air. The mare's heart broke into a million pieces as her body dropped like a lead weight upon the ground. Her womb had failed her twice now, her foals not making it out alive from her body.


Laying there with her sons body against her side, Siren bawled into the slick wet fur that lined the colorful colts body. He would have been so handsome, so precious. He was a large foal even in death and Siren wanted to turn back time and change it. She knew that she had killed him with the battle against Kvasir and then the next against Tyr. She had sealed her sons fate and now she would never get a chance to raise him, to show him what he could have in the future. He would of had a whole territory to own later in life, but now he was a fleeting soul that never got to touch earth.


Once time passed, Siren finally was forced to leave her sons body when the cat she had heard before prowled through the jungle and toward her sons corpse. It was an easy meal, she knew that. Yet, as placenta still hung from her, the mare wanted to run the cat off and rest with her child more. However, siren rose from the ground and began a stumbling pace to the sanctuary and finally gave a pained cry for the priestess. Siren had enemies, but this one horse she searched for was as close to a friend as she would get unless Kharin and or Finley showed up with her pained call into the territory.

SIREN’S SYMPHONY

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Mare | 18hhs | Gray | The Crown of Paradise.

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