The Lost Islands
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Your So Beautiful,
But That's Not Why
I Love You
Yes she had been in a great hurry before, the thrill of a chase sending her heart racing, but when she met the cool salty waters, and felt the pull and tug of underwater currents, she knew for now she'd have to forget their game. She was pretty sure he did not want to have an injured lady to tote around. With the tiniest of waves crashing into her chest, for they did not stray into deeper water, but stayed a bit close to shore, she found it easy to stay near Kieron, and for him to guide her here and there. Though if he had voiced where it was they were going, then she could have easily found it. This wasn't her first time being in the islands again and to her any trip around here seemed like a matter of minutes.

When her hoofs drew her up from the cold water, and onto Luthien, she watched her stallion free himself of water, almost like a dog. Hiding a chuckle, she too joined in with a quick drying off, despite the fact her mane and tail stilled dripped with salty droplets. She was almost tempted to persuade him with another of their games, but he was nudging her onward already, and she focused on the small little path ahead. If she hadn't been thinking of what the forest was going to really look like, then she'd take notice of how romantic and lovely a stroll through these woods were.

They matched each other perfectly, even if he towered over her, but soon came to a nice little stop on a hill. For a moment, she thinks of the hills back on Salem, the place that had once been her home, but her eyes slowly took in the more dense population of trees, the fact that the forest had it's own supply of water that came from a waterfall, and the fact the forest hid thing's better than the hills. "Beautiful," she whispers, looking off to her right to take in Kieron, and gently nuzzle his shoulder.

Her teeth clipped at his skin, before she jumped away, heading a little more into the trees with a swing of her small hips.

"Perhaps you can give me a more private tour?" she casually asks over her shoulder.
A V A S H A

Arabian | Mare| Black | 15.3hh | 8


[sry for the long wait hun x.x my muse for her hit a wall, and well, im also sick x.x not a gud mix]

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