Was I left behind?
Tell me, tell me I survived.
I watch as right on time, the cream-colored mare begins to recoil into herself. At first, she seemed surprised and maybe even relieved to see me. However, this facade only lasts a few minutes, until it melts into something much more familiar. But this time, I don't want to feel sorry for her. I can feel the familiar pangs of guilt tugging at my heart strings as I watch tears begin to well in her brilliant blue eyes. But instead of nicking warmly in reassurance, as I had been so foolish to do in the past, I snort and my muscles stiffen. I stomp a forehoof as I settle uncomfortably into place.
She offers me a half-interested answer about her daughter's whereabouts and I'm not sure why I'm surprised by her indifference. It was true that yes, the twins were old enough to begin to set out on their own. But for their own mother to abandon them without saying? That felt heartless to me, at least. "Maybe she left because you did." I offer, tail flicking back and forth across my haunches. "That is the example you've set."
Perhaps that last quip was a bit unfair, but it was true.
"I don't have time to chase after you, Petal. Warsaw has declared war against Luthien. I need our herd to start taking care of one another in these difficult times." I say as a way to rationalize what I know must come next. I won't let her stay here in the Crossing Isle. I won't. "Come on." I say, circling her once and even baring my teeth at her as I rounded her rump, to show her this wasn't a suggestion. It felt so strange to act in this way. It almost felt as if I was someone else, watching another stallion treat Petal this way. But no, it was me. I wonder briefly if I had it in my to bite her, or physically force her in some way, if she truly did put up a fight. I wasn't sure I knew the answer to that question, and only would if she pushed back, putting me in that situation. I snorted and tossed my head wildly as I stood behind her, marching her toward the shoreline and back to the Prairie.
I had nothing else to say to her.
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