The Lost Islands
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~Hushing in the Prison Cell~

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The varnished roan was startled into a situation beyond her. Strings were unraveling to which she would never be tied, and it left her feeling confused and separate. And useless. She could only tense her legs as the two males through shoats at each other that would hang in the sandy air for hours, only bite her tongue to keep from neighing in surprise when the roan male reared up at her Nimbus; what had he shouted? Amour or something? Apparently it didn't matter, for soon enough the tall male was...diving out to sea.

The red splashed mare hissed in a slow breath, eyes still wide from the scene that had unfolded. It was remarkable to her that men could be so crass, even in front of ones as young as the filly the male pointed out before cascading into the waves. Taking a slow gallop, the mare approached the tree, glancing still at Nimbus while he remained still for some time. "Hey, are you alright, sweety?" She lightly called towards the trunk, her own pelt still frazzled from what she witnessed. When Nimbus called them both over, she turned and looked through the soft blow of her main, but hesitated before dragging a careful stride over.

"How do you intend to introduce us?" She asked, still speaking low to compensate for the high volume still ringing in her pinned back ears. "Terrified girl, meet clueless mare?" It wasn't a scoff as much as a plea for explanation, a request for assurance of safety. He had practically been attacked, yet the moody steed looked settled within himself enough for a nap. "How about you explain what made you shout, why he had to leave like that. Prioritize a bit, Alpha, for our sake." Really, she thought, straining to keep it in, you think we're in the mood to learn each other's names?

The heat began to lightly dim in her face, and the mare loosened up, unclenching her jaw and relaxing her glare to softly stare her male up and down. He looked stressed. Obviously such an argument would have consequences, but it looked to her like he wasn't ready for them, like one of his piffy mood jumps put him in this position and he hadn't been ready for it to come. With a lingering sigh slipping from her tight lips, she resolved to investigate him further, to get under his skin and discover what caused these flashing behaviors, as much for his safety now more then her curiosity.

Age 4 ~ female ~ Uncommitted ~ Noip



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