The Lost Islands
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𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹


She had one last thing to do before she left this herd behind her. She had to say goodbye to the friends she has made here, but time was a hinder. The baby would be born soon and there was a long journey in the sea ahead of her family so she would need to act quickly. She would only have one chance to get her message across and that one mare she picks was Siobhan. She has not known the chestnut mare long, but she had fought battles beside her twice now. Those memories connected them and they always would.

She spots the mare gathered in a group of others. There was no time to pull her aside so Ysabel just approaches Siobhan with a nicker. Her children were at each side of her large barrel, Isabel sniffling with tears in her eyes and Askold looking as stoic as ever. She spots Sigurdr just as Isabel does because the filly rushes over to him. A small smile crosses her lips, but this was no smiling matter. Blue eyes roam over the faces of two others she did not know and did not need to know. She was no longer their Queen and she was no longer their herd mate.

"I bid you farewell Siobhan," she begins with a nod of her head to the red mare. "I have known you only for a short while, but I have seen you grow in that short time. Your heart is big and your will is strong. Please keep Bjorn out of trouble and keep the herd friendly." It was her fear this herd wouldn't stay friendly as Nyimara as their lead mare, but truthfully it just might. The silver-haired mare now had what she had always sought since joining Bjorn's herd so maybe there would finally be peace. Unfortunately, it was not a peace she could share in.

"I am going back home to Tinuvel to live with my family. I want you tell this to Elvira and to Aillil. Let them know they are both still friends of mine and always will be." She gives the mare another nod of her ivory head before passing through the group and towards the ocean the calls her home. "Come, Isabel, we must go." She calls her filly as she walks towards the sea with Askold at her side.

Isabel runs to Sigurdr's side and presses her head into him just as she had back in their captive days. She sobs against him until her mother beckons her onward. "I'll miss you." She whispers to him before following her after mother.



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