The Lost Islands
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where flowers blossom, so does hope

Roisin

Somehow hearing that Bjorn couldn't come to see her because he needed Sigurdr's help hurt, but she brushed it aside. Her delight at seeing Sig again overshadowed most of her other worries.

The thought of them all being together was thrilling and she beamed at the thought of once more being able to play freely with her brother. He was so much taller than she remembered, and he was starting to look more like their father instead of like a foal. At the real possibility of getting to see Bjorn again, the filly wiggles in excitement and airly brushes off his caution. "Of course she would say it's okay Sig! It's you! And Dad! She's hardly going to get mad about that!"

She bounces with each statement. Sure, she should go find her and talk to her and tell her about the trip. But it was Sigurdr! He was her brother, and there was no way she would be upset about seeing him again. Plus, if Roisin was being absolutely, perfectly honest? She wanted to hog her father all to herself. She did, adamantly, want her whole family together, but the idea that Bjorn could dote over her and only her for just a moment before she had to share her attention with her mother was a delicious one she couldn't let go of.

And it felt like an adventure. If there was one thing Roisin couldn't turn down, it was the idea of adventure.

The idea that the rest of the herd was there too was thrilling, for it meant that she could see Raksha again, and everyone else. Still, the main draw for her was Bjorn and she paused for a moment, which was enough time for Sig's tongue to swipe up her blazed face. "Ack! You're so gross Sig!"

Ro tossed her head, and then an impish smirk stole over her face and she shoved her head against his shoulder, smearing his spit across his own body. The filly snorted indignantly as she pulled away, immediately ducking her head to rearrange the wild fluff of her forelock into something not so conspicuous.

"We should go now! So I don't miss him again. I'll race you!" Her head pops up with eagerness, and before he can even say whether he will or won't race her, she's off for the vague direction of the Shore. She's never crossed the boundaries of Paradise before, but with Sig at her side, she feels like she can do anything.
FILLY | MUTT | 14.3 HANDS WFG | BAY DUN SABINO | THE RIDGE | BJORN x SIOBHAN | LOVEINSPIRED | CREDIT



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