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Falls

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

This is no ordinary love




Vita Nova was all but done with this stallion as he droned on about himself, so much so that the ashen mare had turned swiftly on her haunches to face the other way. But before she could trod away, he hammered back with some information about a mare he'd seen. A flurry of worry tightened her gut as she listened anxiously to the grey stallion. Evaline had brown eyes. The young mare cocked her petite head to one side, looking at Fallo with a skeptical side eye for some time. But eventuall curiosity got the best of her, and she slowly spun to face him again, this time giving a little more distance between their two bodies. Nova bit her lip before answering him, her wide crystal blue eyes studying the stallion's stony facial features for a long time before she said anything.

"Do you know her name?" She asks quietly, her nostrils flaring now as she takes in the stallion's musty scent. She can'ts refrain from scowling as she does so, making it noticeably clear she doesn't care for his rancid cologne. However, it was worth investigating. She'd smelled similar strands before on the nomadic stallions she'd successfully avoided during the stint she spent living on the common isle. She knew of a band of bachelors that lived here, but she didn't know where exactly they lived on the island. It seemed smart to avoid it, and to avoid them, completely. Vita Nova was no fool. This stallion could very well be playing a trick on her. But that glimmer of hope warmed her chest again as she thought about her mother. She owed it to the palomino mare who birthed her to make sure she was alright. Didn't she?

"Because she is my mother." Nova finally spoke, bluntly and honestly, to the stallion as he continued to toy with her. Her tail beat wildly over her haunches, anxiety and anger bubbling inside her. "I have no time for your foolish games, you dope. Are you going to help me or not?" She finally spat, ashen-colored ear lobes suddenly hidden at her poll underneath the wavy, thick strands of her dark mane.




Vita Nova
4 | Mare | Evaline x Valentine | Smoky Back Splash | 15 hh | © Vinyl
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