The Lost Islands
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REVOLVE WITHIN.










It was no secret that Evaline was upset. Between the disrespect in her tone and the pinning of her ears, Valve did her best not to immediately punish her with her teeth. The golden mare had been through enough, and in this case, a swift nip on the shoulder would not calm her. Such lashing out was not the practice of friendship, and whether or not she realized it, Valve did count the mare as a friend.

Now,” Valve chided with her ears pressed back and enough venom in her voice to convey that she wasn’t exactly pleased with Evaline’s turn of attitude. “You must realize I am not asking you this because it is a pleasant topic. I ask this because I am concerned for your safety. Not mine alone. Yours and mine.”

Valve took a step toward the golden mare and pressed her soft nose against her neck, huffing into her mane in order to make the point that they were in this together. She truly did care for her well-being. As long as Evaline lived here, Valve would not fail her as so many others had before.

“I don’t intend to let you down Evaline,” Valve finished, turning away from her to look to the outskirts of the dunes, flicking her ears forward again and sighing, clearly conveying her own sort of disappointment.


VALVE
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