Posted on February 13, 2013 at 05:42:15 PM by Fatale
I have a very specific set of skills
Fatale had never thought she would return to Atlantis - yet here she was once again. On the shores of the tropical island, her winter coat seemed rather bland. She hoped to shed it quickly and return to her usual shine. She had accepted Rade's invitation - after all where was she going to go?
She did think he was innocent in his concept of freedom. She knew better. A mare was property wherever she went therefore this so-called freedom was useless. It was a life of a always looking over your shoulder - waiting for the stallion to strike as much as the cougar. That was a life style Fatale had no interest in being a part of.
She trotted about - glad that unlike many mares she was not fat and burdened with a child. Her slender features were in perfect order after her ordeal with Ravenna. Yes, she considered pregnancy an ordeal. Had it been worth it? Maybe. Seeing as she was back on the tropical island.
Rade was a pretty creature - and Fatale was perfectly content to remain. For a while at least. The home provided by a stallion was the only reason to stick around. Should he have required a child, she would have borne one. Thankfully, they had crossed paths in winter well after her season. Sadly, though, she was bored.
The Lagoon had offered much entertainment from the stallions. Even Ravenna's annoying companionship had been better than simply trotting up and down the beaches waiting for something to happen. Fatale shook her head, tossing her black mane from her face.
She did think he was innocent in his concept of freedom. She knew better. A mare was property wherever she went therefore this so-called freedom was useless. It was a life of a always looking over your shoulder - waiting for the stallion to strike as much as the cougar. That was a life style Fatale had no interest in being a part of.
She trotted about - glad that unlike many mares she was not fat and burdened with a child. Her slender features were in perfect order after her ordeal with Ravenna. Yes, she considered pregnancy an ordeal. Had it been worth it? Maybe. Seeing as she was back on the tropical island.
Rade was a pretty creature - and Fatale was perfectly content to remain. For a while at least. The home provided by a stallion was the only reason to stick around. Should he have required a child, she would have borne one. Thankfully, they had crossed paths in winter well after her season. Sadly, though, she was bored.
The Lagoon had offered much entertainment from the stallions. Even Ravenna's annoying companionship had been better than simply trotting up and down the beaches waiting for something to happen. Fatale shook her head, tossing her black mane from her face.
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Replies:
- take what you can - By R A D E February 14, 2013 at 08:33:50 AM
- I have know it all this time - By Fatale March 3, 2013 at 02:38:10 AM
- give nothing back - By R A D E March 6, 2013 at 11:51:00 PM
- I have know it all this time - By Fatale March 3, 2013 at 02:38:10 AM
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