Axelle

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mare | 18.0hhs | flaxen chestnut pangare | Politician of the Peak

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Moving over the ground with her hooves thumping, Axelle played softly with the seal bay yearling named Divinity. Her lavender eyes were bright as the two played, trying to keep the yearling's mind off of her lost mother. Axelle did not know who Mae was, but she knew the young horse was searching for her. In her own way, Axelle knew how it felt to lose a parent, but the mare kept her own troubles locked away. Instead, she played with the young horse until her brother called and had Axelle’s head jerking up to face the dark colored stallion.


Giving a soft farewell to Divinity, Axelle cantered up the trail with her body pushing itself just enough to have her faintly weezing. She was growing stronger with having to walk the mountain trails daily and it had eased her coughing fits, but she knew they could come at any time. It eased her mind though knowing that her brother was always there if she ever needed him. It made her happy though that he had invited her to go eat and with Divinity having spoken earlier of searching for Marceline, Axelle knew she was in safe hands.


Humming a breath, Axelle followed her brother to a safe place and soon enough ate with him, her ears swiveling to see if anyone would come join her and her brother in this sunny patch of heaven. It was mostly mares here, but there seemed to be scents of stallions as well and even though Octavius had done his best to keep Axelle from searching them out, the mare did want to go meet the other stallions up here.