The Lost Islands
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aren't talons c r u e l things?

||mare||5 winters||gypsy vanner||palomino tobiano||homeless||children||lineage||by blushie||
Tallynne had been wondering if he’d been pulling her leg about living out here. It was a beautiful place - but so radically different than the lands she had seen before. It was hard to believe that he had this little patch of paradise to himself. But… there he was. It wasn’t hard to make him out as he entered the golden sands. She smiled. He was a pretty boy.

“Well,” she says. “You did give me the invitation. Thought it would be rude to ignore one.” She smiles at him, offering her muzzle to touch his. Her last conversation with a stallion hadn’t gone as well as it had the previous night. And she was excited to see him again. “You didn’t tell me you lived in such a wondrous place.”

She flicked her tail at some flies that flitted around. Her own neck was arched as it could. The breeze now played with her feathering. It was a tickling sensation that Tallynne couldn’t quite get over. But she is more than thrilled that O Melhor seemed glad to see her. She wouldn’t have swam all this way if she thought that there might not be something in this meeting.

“All this yours?” she asks.
||html and character by blushie||


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