The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

This is no ordinary love



Vita Nova didn't know the small group of mares who'd gathered in the meadow today. They clearly were not newcomers. Maybe they knew who she was, as the sister of Shamwari of the Prairie, or as the lead mare of Warsaw in the Inlet. It was hard to tell. But the spotted mare could feel their stares searing into the back of her head as she sauntered by, her own brilliant blue eyes expertly trained on the striking stallion who hung absentmindedly in the distance. Nevertheless, Vita Nova held her breath as the stallion seemingly weighed her proposal. His expression showed him to be mostly indifferent about it, as his glare shifted between her and the gaggle behind her. But a playful smirk edged its way across her whiskered, grey lips when he finally obliged.

His words were casual, and seemed to follow this general theme of half-interest. That was fine by Vita Nova. While she was used to being oggled at and fawned over, she certainly did not expect this kind of behavior from a stranger in her current condition. Anything that distracted from her current wide load state, however, was much appreciated. She clearly needed a change of a scenery. And some mindless, no-frills small talk was improving her longstanding irritable streak.

The mare flicked her long, grey tail over her rump as she listened. But what she was doing was mostly just staring. There were plenty of handsome stallions among the islands - Warsaw was one of them. But she'd never seen one with a color combination quite like this one. No wonder the other mares couldn't keep their eyes off him.

But her interest soured, albeit briefly, as he took control over the conversation. Vita Nova's sooty-colored ears pinned back against her poll for just a second as he challenged her. If she wanted to stay, he wanted her to do a little dance, apparently. She snorted and rolled her eyes quite dramatically, and shifted her weight over all four hooves, pushing her hind legs out to accommodate the cumbersome weight of her belly. "What are you doing here?" She asked bluntly, with yet another flick of her tail. "You stand out like a sore thumb. So I certainly hope your story is as interesting as your looks."



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