The Lost Islands
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She'd heard only rumors of what Zjeena had been through and if they were believed to be true, her heart ached for the cream mare, but more than that, her teeth felt an urgency to put some marks in a certain cream colored stallion's flesh too. How dare Liland make demands of her and treat her like a slave? How dare he create rules for her to follow and then hold her to breeding rights in another year like he still owned her, like he ever owned her? The thought alone made Monster gnash her teeth in anger. You just wait till she wasn't pregnant again. And she heard that Zjeena had to leave her own children behind with Liland when she came back. Separating a mother and her children was not acceptable to the paint mare. She would never allow another to take her child from her and she hadn't even had the foal yet. She was sure it broke Zjeena's heart to have to leave them. It wasn't right.

The grullo paint had noticed Zjeena not really being around a lot where she could see her since coming back to Paradise. Sure, she knew Zjeena wasn't avoiding her on purpose. Maybe this was supposed to all be part of the pregnancy thing. She knew herself now that interacting with others exhausted her more than it used to now. She also got pretty snappy sometimes, more than she meant to be. Stupid hormones. But Monster wouldn't accept it anymore. She needed Zjeena's advise on this since the mare was a friend and the only mare here that Monster knew had children before, besides that older mare and she was definitely not on the paint's good list. When she heard the trotting hooves coming closer, she pricked her ears and snapped her head around, a smirk tugging at her lips when the sturdy mare came into view.

As Zjeena gave a nicker, Monster gave one of her own in return and reached her nose out, breathing in the other mare's warm scent as she blew out her own in greeting. "Fancy seeing you again, lovely. You've got to tell me this crap gets easier. I'm dying here." She snorted in protest as she nudged her head toward her swollen belly. She hated being so unsure about something. This wasn't like her, but then she'd never done this before. What if she got it wrong? What if she messed up? What if she risked her own child because of her ignorance?

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