The former queen of the Inlet was still fuming, days after Xiomara arrived and everything changed. She hardly thought of Nova, and her silly outburst during their introduction to their new leader. Vita Nova's attention was focused on this stout, grey mare and her intentions with Warsaw and the Inlet. Vita Nova felt rubbed raw and exhausted, having been stripped of her title and seemingly banned from any affection from the sire of her foals. Ever since this "warrior goddess" strolled in and ripped away Warsaw's man card, all the grey stallion did was grovel at her hooves. Vita Nova found his affinity for this mare to be pathetic and unbecoming. But it was telling, if nothing else, of where the former King of Tinuvel's true loyalty lied. After everything Vita Nova had sacrificed for him, he so easily and dismissively through her to the curb.
So the ashen-colored mare kept her distance. She hoarded away Warsaw's children and only mingled with Neon, when she approached anyone in the herd at all. But Vita Nova's mind was hard at work. If Warsaw wasn't going to fix this, she will. And not for him. She would do it for her sons.
Nova hear's Neon's familiar call and is grateful for the distraction it offers. The former queen of the Inlet nudges her sons to follow Neferyt into the snow ahead, before briskly walking to greet her friend. Her blue eyes settle on the mare and she nickers warmly to her, despite the generally foul look of irritation on her face. "What a week." She says, with a roll of her eyes. "How are you feeling after all this?" She asks with the flick of her silvery tail.
Mare | Evaline x Valentine | Smoky Back Splash | 15 hh | © Vinyl |
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