Posted on August 31, 2012 at 03:24:36 PM by Pierina
| -Strong as stone, but i still crack- |
She had recently returned from the desert to her frosty home. She was hoping Mafi would at least be back to welcome her home with open arms, but no, he was gone. A new smell spread like a diease as she traveled through snow, and past large ice mountains. Not one but two stallions have taken over, and she quickly despised that. So much change was not good at all for her. Her only friend was gone, and now her lover. Was she to be truly alone to raise this child? Stoping in her slow treck, she was now looking out over the highest rise in the Inlet. This was mafi's favorite spot, and she too now favored it. His scent was fading from these lands, and her legs wished to carry her away and go after him, but no. Her child's future lie here, whether or not she was welcome. Staying here meant being loyal to not only Mafi, but her child. A small cool breeze tickled her pale face then as she lifted it up to stare into the cloudy sky. Her one brown eye stared long and hard, before she turned away with a sigh. Not even a bird dared to go through the cold climate, and she was sad that she didn't even have that small of company. She shifted her weight from left to right, unable to actually get comfortable with the swollen size of her growing barrel. She was strong, but for how long? how long could she keep sealing her cracks? Soon, every little one of those would break apart and she'd be left broken. Her dark beast had managed to heal her, but his leaving had only made it worst now. Her eyes seemed to narrow as she took in her home. So empty, but she chose this life. If she were to break then so be it. She didn't need to put her trust in anyone else who was going to just get up and leave. A small playful smirk tickled her lips, knowing full well that the stallions here would simply move on, just like Mafi. Not everything stays in one place, you have to keep moving to survive. Lowering her head she lazily rubbed her face against her leg, before standing upright again, letting her gaze finally get lost into the view of her winter wonderland. |
| Pierina |
| Trakehner Blood -- Sixteen Hand Form -- Blind in her right eye -- 6
Meggieboo's Italian Plaything |
(Yucky, but im using my mum's computer again, so posts may be bad x.x)
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- you'd have to be half-mad - By TARRANT August 31, 2012 at 05:41:15 PM
- Can i hold myself together? - By Pierina September 9, 2012 at 04:30:42 PM
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