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As soon as she hits the water, her mind wanders to how both convenient and inconvenient it all is. Her coat had barely had a chance to dry since her last journey which was convenient in that the coldness of the ocean wasn’t such a shock to the system. Inconvenient however, because she is actually rather tried from the previous journey; not that she lets on and she still had plenty of juice to make it to Luthien with relative ease. It helps that she adores the water, that it feels like a second home to her as she powers through it
She casts the occassional glance back to see where Lyden is, debating whether to fully commit to trying to beat him to the forest or if she should let him win. Instead, she choose to just enjoy the journey and if that means he beats her, well so be it. Her hooves find the rocky sea bed and powerful legs pull her up out of the water and she moves briskly on with a quick shake of her coat.
She abandons the well-travelled main route through the tall grasses and instead opts for the short cut her father always took over a rocky ridge. It is steeper and somewhat precarious in parts which makes it the more difficult path (one reason why it is not well travelled) but she finds herself crossing the forest borders much sooner than if she’d taken the normal routes. Leaping down off the rocky ledge, she moves further into the trees, slowing as she gets into marked territory – Lyden’s and another male’s scent she didn’t recognise. Well, did she win or lose?
Mare | Clydesdale/Shire/Quarter Horse/Mutt
Buckskin [Ee/Aa/nCr] | Four | 16.0hh
Olaf x Chianti
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