:: Mare : 8 : Mixed : Champagne : 14.2hh : The Inlet ::

The bitterness of winter on Tinuvel was starting to lighten up, but Sabela knew the cold season lasted the longest on this island. She was used to be after years of living here after being used to the normal climates of the mainland far away from here. This bitter snow was in her Mustang blood and it seems fate wished her to remain to her roots.

The amber champagne adjusts her weight to a more comfortable posture. So far this stallion seemed nice enough. She feared little that this Liland might harm her, but only time would tell. She wasn't sure if she could still trust her instincts after all the deception she missed and the pain she has lived through.

He speaks, asking if she would be living here. Sabela responds with the nod of her skull. Her brother had given her instructions to be here and he had told her the stallion would be expecting her. Maybe he didn't remember with preparing his new land or maybe he wasn't so excited about having a mute as a lover. He could have easily thought Warsaw a liar. She couldn't blame him for that. Liland might not recognize they were related.

Brother and sister did look quite different as they shared a mother, but not a father. Sabela was significantly shorter, a completely different color than her brother's grey and her body was stocky and hardy. Warsaw had a great Spanish influence that she lacked due to her mother breeding with a purebred Mustang and pushing out almost all the Peruvian Paso she possessed. Only the slight difference in her gait and the wave of her hair showed this lineage.

The hardy shape would only be greater in her future children with the Fjord and that slight Spanish influence will be forgotten.