Posted on April 28, 2020 at 11:45:19 PM by FIRESTORM
 Firestorm was shameless. A confrontation in the Commons, a talk with a mare in the Meadow about a dead body, and now? She crossed the water once again to the island Tinuval. Her intent had been to investigate this bay that the dun stallion had said that he was the ‘earl’ of -- and what was so great about it. And furthermore, to find out what an earl was. Her terrible sense of direction, however, brought her to the inlet, after pulling herself yet again from the sea. It was bitterly cold here -- much more cold than the mainland had been, and Firestorm immediately hated it. Why anyone would want to live here, let alone be an ‘earl’ was beyond her. As much as she wanted to forget him and his desire for her, the questions in her young mind were stubborn, and she was not yet mature enough to ignore her impulsions. However, it was about midway through the inlet that she picked up the scent of a horse, a male. This didn’t match the aroma of the stud she’d met in the common. With the swivel and flick of her ears, she decides that perhaps this was a bad idea. But not because she was in a strange land surrounded by even stranger horses, but because she hadn’t even so much as a friend here. True power was in the bonds that came with friendships -- something the young red mare longed for more than anything. Her mind raced back to the black and silver mare she’d met back in the meadow. She’d been strange, but, she was at least friendly. And so, at that, Firestorm decided that she would turn around, bound back for the mainland. |
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- GOD WON'T SAVE YOU NOW - By WARSAW April 29, 2020 at 00:40:47 AM
- Hell on heels - By FIRESTORM April 30, 2020 at 06:33:14 PM
- GOD WON'T SAVE YOU NOW - By WARSAW May 8, 2020 at 07:44:52 PM
- [x] - By Tay May 9, 2020 at 08:29:16 AM
- GOD WON'T SAVE YOU NOW - By WARSAW May 8, 2020 at 07:44:52 PM
- Hell on heels - By FIRESTORM April 30, 2020 at 06:33:14 PM
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