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

||mare||5 winters||gypsy vanner||palomino tobiano||gift of the paradise||children||lineage||by blushie||
The palomino didn’t have a problem finding her way about the Paradise. It was empty save for the birds. And there were a lot of those. Birds with lovely plumage and bright colors. She couldn’t tell it was autumn, the only way she’d known was the Scent had arrived. She had no objections when O Melhor asked to mount her - she was pretty sure they’d do well together.

Yet, as pretty as the palm trees were - and as sweet as O Melhor was turning out to be - Tallynne couldn’t help but be a little lonely. O Melhor had mentioned that Nikola in the Ridge was a friend, so she decided to go there and see things. After all, this island must have other horses. Although she loved Paradise, she had to travel a bit. After all, she wasn’t called a “gypsy horse” for nothing.

It wasn’t long before she figured out where the Ridge began. The palm trees began to thin out and the mountains began to pile up. The dark, rich ground was different. Tallynne was rather excited about it. She was glad when the temperature began to cool as she entered higher grounds. It wasn’t much cooler than the Paradise, but it was a welcome change. The brisk wind was nice as well.

Tallynne took a quick look back, to be sure of the way she’d come. After all, she’d promised O Melhor she would be back by sunset. And the bright sun was already nearing its peak. She snorted. She couldn’t stay too long then. Oh well.
||html and character by blushie||


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