pidgeon bathed in isla’s adoration, feeling content for the first time that day as she regarded her little friend. her lips pull into a smile and she shakes her head at the girl’s tenacity. she had no doubts the filly would indeed race whoever she wanted to, even the dark king. she wonders curiously if the large stallion would be open to such frolics with children… that would be the type she would want to father her little ones.. in the future if she had them of course…

the little spotted mare settles in for the chat, laughing happily as isla tears off down the beach. grier is solid and present beside her, tethering pidgeon from drifting off into her thoughts as she is sometimes apt to do…especially when in such a contemplative mood as she has been lately. her mind works through the deep emotions, trying to make sense of them but she only feels more muddled and confused as she feels the fond gaze of her friend.

she would never consider leaving Paradise without grier of course, or little isla, but it just seemed so mundane lately. perhaps having a child would have made things different, would help her to value the safety and peace she had enjoyed here, but she didn’t want that with a stranger…and that’s all rougarou was to her truly. it didn’t matter, obviously.. she had been chaste as could be, despite the pull of the season, and she was glad for it. obviously grier had as well and pidgeon felt relief for that too for some reason. ”i wouldn’t know where to go even if i wished to leave… i think i’m just stuck in a rut is all. other than you and isla there’s no excitement here at all. i suppose i should be grateful for that after what happened to get us here. what do you think? are you happy here? if you could go anywhere, where would it be?”

after the moment of honesty, the speckled mare is glad to shift the attention away from herself for a moment. she’s also genuinely curious. grier has surely had much more worldy experience than she has… if this life was enough for her dearest friend, perhaps it should be enough for her too.