The Lost Islands
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Posted on July 18, 2019 at 01:01:35 AM by Creed



The sudden voice from behind her made her jump, a snort rattling from her nostrils as she turned to face the other mare. She'd never met her before, but she seemed friendly enough. She had a faint scent of Persephone on her so Creed knew she was a herd member, probably a trusted herd member, maybe even the one Persephone left in charge in her stead. She did already know Creed's name, after all. Creed wondered if the mare would blame her for Persephone having to leave. It was her fault, after all. She ducked her head at just the thought, guilt making her chest tight as she glanced at the other mare. "Hello." She offered weakly.

The mare gave her a smile and waited patiently as if to give Creed a chance to get used to her. Creed appreciated the sentiment, a small smile tugging at her own lips as she swished her tail. As the mare looked out over the water, Creed followed her gaze, not liking the look of the water. It was scary enough when it was calm but right now, it was anything but calm. The mare finally spoke again and Creed turned her head back to her, ears pricking before laying back as the mare brought up talking because of the situation. She flinched as if the mare had threatened her, guilt punching her in the gut again. But the mare offered another smile and asked how she was. Creed felt her bottom lip tremble a little before she shook her head.

"It doesn't matter how I'm doing. It's my fault she's gone. I don't blame you if you hate me." She looked down at the ground, not able to meet the mare's gaze. But as the mare moved a little closer, she snapped her gaze back up to her, her body tensing as if for attack, though the mare gave no indication that she was going to be violent. At her words, Creed searched her expression as if to make sure she truly believed that before she shook her head. "Of course I blame myself. That stallion came for me. I don't know why; I'm nothing special, but that's not the point. Now he has Persephone and she was the first nice horse I met on the islands. If anything happens to her...." Her voice trailed off as tears stung her eyes.

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