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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

The warrior in me

when you feel my heat look into my eyes
it's where my demons hide;
She had a bad feeling that it was too late for Varret to come here, that he had already been forced to the peak. So she started worrying about her time in the meadow now with a newborn at her side. She also knew that Bjorn was probably mad maybe even angry. But her want to have Varret in his sons life was much too great for her to ignore the urge to plunge into the ocean and swim here so close to her due date.

She had done it and she had birthed Viserion alone and now she had little place to take him to be with the herd. Thats when her ears flick and Bjorn makes his presence known and she mouths like she did back then worried he was going to punish her so like a foal she make the motions of please don't hurt me. But then he speaks and his last words , well they weren't entirely what she had been thinking he'd say.

Now he was moving away leaving them behind and all she can do is watch him leave. He was mad wasn't he so mad he would leave her hear to her fate? Her ears go back as she nudges her son toward the watering hole where she began to drink whileh e laid down to sleep. She had no clue Bjorn had just gone off to broker a deal with Viserion's grandfather. She would not be happy if she knew this. She wasn't some sliver of body to just do as he saw fit. And she would not be known as a trinket if she were to ever live in the lagoon. No she was no stallions play toy. Varret was the only stallion she had cared for there and he was gone.


Kayalani





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