LORN; adjective. forsaken, desolate, bereft, or forlorn

I wasn’t sure what my doing here was achieving me. Sure, I had a home, a place that I could rest my head at night without worry that I would be attacked. But at the same time I felt as if I was more than an outcast. No one even knew my name for crist-sakes. I mean come on, what was I supposed to do? I couldn’t communicate with more than touch, and facial and body, but I mean, it was hard to express feeling like an outsider. Not that I had seen Braylen since the first meeting. Yes, glimpses, but face to face; no. And I wanted to. He was handsome, and when he had first come to the little gathering, he had led me to a safe place to wait out the storm. I don’t know what I felt towards him- merely because I barely knew him.

The snow had fallen on the land behind me as I stood just out of reach of the water as it rushed against the sandy off-white shoreline. It was such a beautiful place, I knew in my heart I didn’t want to leave, unless the choice was taken away from me, I felt determined not to leave. I had met only a few within the lands, Azazel, Lyden, Braylen and then the large mare, Aur, she called herself. I had yet to meet any others, even Lyden’s lead woman. Or any of the children that were roaming the lands.

A rumble catches my attention, and I turn my pale head slowly towards the sound of the baritone rumble. It was Braylen. His cream and white form was just outside of the treeline, heading my way now. At first, I felt more nervous than anything. We hadn’t spent much time together. I inclined my head, my nose nearly touching the crest of my chest, an open invitation for him to join me. I knew not what else to do, there was no way to outwardly communicate that I was more than open to him joining me. My sage-green eyes softened, watching him for a moment before lifting my head to look back out at the tumbling ocean. What I wouldn’t give to feel as if this was home.




isobel ; three ; mustang, brumby, appy mix ; snowcapped dunskin roan ;

female ; mute ; 14.3 hh ; of the forest [braylen's]

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