The Lost Islands
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From a summers thread


She had been keeping to herself as of late, the warmer weather making her bristle in the shadows she could find. Winter didn’t have much use of the other mares wandering around the territory growing in numbers, sometimes she thought about approaching them but her latest encounter with the colt and protective mare, her urges had been squelched. Her soft lips pulled back in a horsey growl to match her flattened ears and pacing limbs her foul mood flowing freely from her form. It will be fall soon gal just calm down and relax, half of these girls will probably vanish at the first sign of heavy frost. Gold ears flicked up at the murmurs of voices not far off from her track she could immediately pick out the rough gravelly voice of the stallion by the way it grated on her nerves, she chuckled to herself at the thoughts popping into her twisted head.

Gold limbs moved towards the sounds but quickly back tracked, her mind not yet to be made up whether or not she should approach, fuck it, she snorted once blowing off her thoughts and moving forward with her sultry confidence her blue eyes piercing.

The golden mare made her presence known with tisking noises after a chuckle
“Solgar don’t be so callused. You would think mares would make you happy, show some virility.” Winter sidled up next to the jagged stallion chiding him in good humor. A pink nose reached out to touch his shoulder quickly before she turned attention to the duo her tail flicking nervously at the sight of yet another foal. At least this one has a mother I suppose. the youth always made her nervous and irritable. Winter laughed in here head, What dosnt make me irritable! She could feel the longing in her heart reflecting in her eyes towards the colt, which she quickly shook off and sweeped her frosty gaze over the patchy mare with a grin her pattern making her smile. As much as she didn’t want to admit it she wished for companionship and the coloring and marking of the colt a mirror image to the former stallions showing perhaps the two mares may have some common ground to stand on.
“Hello im Winter. ”




"Speech looks like this."


5 // Mare // Warmblood // Pally // 16hh // Trepidation
html by Sabrina for Trepidation



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