The Lost Islands
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The Goddess of Night{Open}



The almost year old filly was still very curious filly. She ventured away from her mother a lot these days exploring the inlet. She was about 13 hands tall at a year old but wouldn't stop growing till she hit 15.3 Hands. She still had a ways to go. Her mother seemed to be sticking to Vita Nova and where the old lead mare was. She didn't know what would change now that there as new lead mare. She hadn't met her and well she was a bit afraid to meet her she didn't seem nice.

She wondered where her father was? Rumor had it if she heard right the mare had struck a deal with her father which if it was true meant vita Nova was no longer the lead mare. She wondered what would happen between the two if warsaw indeed allowed Xiomara to be his queen.

She snorted and shook her head. Politics weren't her place. she had no desire for any of that right now. She walked across the tundra she called home, the inlet. Snow was falling softly and she gazed up at it and her pelt shook. She was developing a nice winter coat and if she stood still long enough she was sure the snow would build up on it. However; she was finding it harder to find grass and she snorted as she walked around nosing away the small amount of snow to grab some of the dead grass.

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