The Lost Islands
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i walk my days on a wire

i'm all but washed in the tide of her breathing
She snuggles closer to her son, her precious child, bringing him closer to her side. He is not as small as he was the day he was born. He has grown so fast, these past few months, she almost feels as if she is watching everything happen in fast-forward. Before they know it, he will be a yearling, and he will be helping them to welcome his baby brother or sister. She can feel the new child growing within her; she does not feel as empty, anymore, and she relishes the feeling of cradling a precious life inside her womb. Although if anyone asks, she will say the only thing she wants is for her child to be healthy. But really, she is wishing for a daughter - a little girl she can cherish and love and pass her collection of life's little secrets on to, for her to do the same with her daughter, and so on. But really, if the child inside her ends up being a colt, she won't be disappointed. It will be precious, one way or the other.

Blue eyes trail upwards, coming to rest on Dogun's approaching frame. She offers him a kind smile, but does not stir, not wanting to wake Bjorn. Of course, he seems to have some sort of sixth sense, and as the grullo approaches, he wakes from his slumber and rises to his hooves. The snow quickly captures his attention, and as she pulls herself into a standing position, she can't help but chuckle at his innocent question. "That's snow, darling." She says gently, nudging his side. "Because it is so cold, the rain freezes in the sky, turning it to snow." She explains it to him simply, nudging him toward his father. Dogun presents her with a simple question, and she allows herself a moment to consider her options.

"Let us go to the beach." She says simply. The herd is not far from the Inlet's shores, and she feels confident that she would be able to return quickly should anything happen. She watches as Bjorn nips at a few strands of grass. He had begun to wean, and she wonders how long it will be before he stops suckling from her completely. "Not now, sweetie." She says, and then turns her focus back to Dogun, waiting for him to take the lead on their little family adventure.
bay dun roan sabino. lead mare of the inlet. bjorn (x dogun). pippa.
Created by Blitzy of Caution 2.0


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