The Lost Islands
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Posted on November 22, 2020 at 00:00:58 AM by MeDuSa



Medusa's hope lifted when the mare took a deep breath and steadied her voice before trying to speak. Maybe she was better at this whole comforting thing than she thought. The mare just looked so hurt and confused that Medusa couldn't stand it. Finally, the fresian went on, saying she ran into a stallion. The painted mare's ears laid back but she nodded in encouragement for her to go on. So it wasn't Ironclad that she was talking about. Someone else hurt her. That, at least, made Medusa feel a little better, that she didn't have to kick her betrothed's butt. She explained that the stallion said he saw a foal on the crossing and Medusa scowled, her eyes skeptical. Obviously, he was just trying to get her away from the inlet before he was caught. What a coward. The mare seemed almost ashamed to admit she was scared and Medusa's gaze softened. "Of course, you were. That's what it means to be a mother. He took advantage of that, but you did nothing wrong." She assured her, before nodding for her to go on with her story.

The mare said there was no one there when she went with him, something that didn't surprise the younger mare at all. Of course there was no one there. There never was. She had to keep herself from rolling her eyes, not wanting to add to the mare's embarassment. It was almost like the mare couldn't see that, though. She gave excuses and Medusa snorted softly but held her tongue, at least for now. She said the stallion tried to comfort her and the painted mare's jaw clenched. She knew where this was going and her blood was already starting to boil. She tried to remain neutral though, not wanting to scare the fresian into stopping her story. She needed to say it just as much as it needed to be heard. She admitted that last fall, Ironclad claimed her and Medusa nodded in acknowledgement. She assumed he would breed to at least one of his mares since he was old enough last time.

Finally, she said it. The stallion claimed her, just as Ironclad did. He raped her. Medusa's whole body stiffened but she fought back the anger from showing in her eyes, not wanting the mare before her to interpret it as anger directed at her. The mare was getting emotional again, finding it hard to speak and Medusa's young heart went out to her. No one should have to experience that. The mare was also confused, saying the stallion seemed upset afterwards and Medusa snorted again, wondering if it was just a trick to make her feel like this. When the mare asked why, Medusa took a breath before speaking. "Because as much as we wish otherwise, stallions can be dogs sometimes. You were in season and he could tell. That's why he took advantage of your panic and lured you away from your home and protection. He got what he wanted, then played it off like he didn't mean to so you would take the blame on yourself." Sighing, she lowered her gaze to meet the mare's.

"I want you to know this without a doubt: none of it was your fault. You have a soft heart and he could see it. He knew he could play you and that's what he did. The next question is....what will you do with the experience?" She flicked an ear toward the mare, letting her take her time with the answer. Medusa knew she would protect the mare however she could. She was a herd member and under her protection, after all. She wondered how Ironclad would react to such news, but knew she would stand between them as a buffer if needed cause the mare didn't need anything else to upset her until her mind recovered from this violation. Meanwhile, her blood boiled over at the thought of the stallion who did this to her. She could smell his faint smell on the mare's coat and took it to memory. Taking another soft breath, she looked over the mare to make sure she had no other injuries before speaking again.

"The stallion that did this...do you remember what he looked like or if he gave a name? If you don't want to talk about it now, that's fine." Offering a soft smile, she reached out her muzzle in case the mare wanted to exchange breaths, trying to comfort her in whatever way she could. "By the way, I'm sorry this is our first time meeting. I'm Medusa. What should I call you?"


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