The Lost Islands
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I'm calling all angels (Midas)

It was late in the evening hours when the dame decided it was time to find somewhere to spend the night. Not just the night though; hopefully a home too. Where to even go though? She doesn't really know anyone or remember them. There are a few names that are familiar though and so; she'd chosen one in particular. His name was Midas. It was not a foreign name to the smoky black roan though; she doesn't claim to know him. That would hopefully change now.

Rich brown eyes sparkled with curiosity as the young mare comes to find herself heading for his home. The Ridge. She has been here before maybe? She cannot really recall but it really didn't matter when she thought about it. High steps carried the child of El Barroco and Nieve toward what would hopefully become her new home. She shifted slightly with her movements and paused at last. Just inside of the borders of his home. Those deep; expressive brown eyes took in her surroundings before a clear, but soft call escaped her.

"Hello?"

It was a brief greeting and it was a question in itself. She can only hope that he will not be angered with her arrival. She isn't here to cause trouble of course but time will tell where the future lay with her. Would this bring a haven and a friendship or would she be turned away yet again? She isn't sure but she's bold and willing to find out of course. Now she would patiently await the arrival of the pale; buttermilk stallion. She is a little nervous and a little excited. Her mind is still young and very alert. She doesn't know what to expect here but she isn't too worried. Would he like her though?


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