Seeing the poppies were a moment of happiness she needed followed by the crazy sneeze attack that brings her back into reality. Even the pretty things can cause you pain. She sighs as sad eyes look up towards the cold winter sky. Golden ears flick as someone calls her name, but she thinks it is all in her head at first. There was a reason she was here despite her mother’s orders. She had to see Sigurdr again and she wouldn’t mind seeing Bjorn even though he took their home away. Bjorn had offered them refuge under his power, but Warsaw had quickly refused. Her mother’s loyalty and her distaste of Nyimara caused her to follow her uncle. Isabel was just a filly and so she had no one else to follow, but her dam. Her heart still draws her back to the Inlet only because she assumes, he would be here.
It was when his form engulfed her vision that she bursts with excitement. She was right! Sig really was here with his parents! Isabel’s bright smile radiates hotter than the son as the colt parades towards her. He was hardy a stallion, but it was true Sigurdr has grown. He was finally catching up to her in height. He throws snow around him with his hasty stop as he tells her she was missed. Tears of happiness began to bubble in her brown eyes. He speaks again saying both of his parents were here, but he still felt lonely without the old herd. Isabel did not understand, or know, what all had happened between Bjorn and the Ridge herd, but she did not smell many familiar faces.
She reaches out her dark golden muzzle to exchange breaths with him in a greeting. She smiles sweetly as her head pulls away and a few tears slide down her cheeks. ”I’ve missed you a lot. This whole thing is just silly. My mother is so mad Sigurdr. If she knew I was here…” her voices trails off for a moment. ”But I had to see you again. I don’t feel completely safe without you. I know my mother is strong and has always protected me the best that she can, but you were there for me in the Lagoon. You were brave and helped me believe we could get out and we did.” She sighs as one of her front hooves push around some snow as she thinks.
The flutter in her chest was new. Something she had never felt before in front of anyone. ”I like you a lot Sig.” Her words come out as a whisper as more tears fall from her eyes. ”I missed you a lot.” Every word she said was meant with her whole heart.
Isabel
filly - lustiano mutt -15hh - dunalino - ernesto x ysabel - the cove |
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