The Lost Islands
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Seasons of Change

A deep breath of relief escaped the filly’s lips. It had been just a deer. Here in the small thicket it could have been anything. It could have been her brother, though his pearly coat would have given him away in the shining moonlight. Her smile etched on her dark face once again she turned to trot out of the trees, content now that they had their moment of heart pounding. Though Nuru’s suggestion had her stop dead in her hoof-falls. To see the forest. To really, truly, knowingly, break the rules was not something she often reached for. Atop her head, her ears twisted almost frantically. She did not want to appear scared, or foolish. The forest was just another land. They could run if they needed. Not to mention they had an adult stallion with them, surely he could protect them. She glanced sidelong at Paradiso, for once agreeing with his statement.

Uhh… Okay… She said, trying to keep the concern out of her voice. You go first! After all, visiting the thicket was her idea. The Forest, was Nuru’s. Holding her head high, Ostara was bound and determined to put on a show for the males around her. She would be just as strong, and just as brave as they were! Both her father and her brother were noble hearts, unafraid of facing dangers around them and she would be, too! With another snort and a stamp of her hoof, she marched forward, keeping careful to make sure the appaloosa led the way out of the Prairie and into the thick undergrowth of the Forest.

Filly - 1 Year - Bay - Gypsy Vanner Mutt - Amica x Pagan



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