The Lost Islands
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She could smell it, the mare from the Shore. She was here, and waiting for Ironclad like she was owed something. Medusa wasn't sure what it was about that mare that set her teeth on edge but she really wanted to take a bite out of something about now. There was just something about the blue roan mare that was different, that made her seem more like a threat than anyone else. Medusa couldn't stand her, and it made her feel shallow and judgemental cause she knew nothing about the former Queen, but she couldn't help her feelings, either. Ironclad was hung up on her and she hated it. She hated the control the older mare seemed to have on him. It wasn't fair. It wasn't right.

Stomping a hoof, she paced. Her own hormones were driving her crazy and that wasn't helping matters any. She needed some kind of release, and a part of her wanted to go rip that mare a new one just for coming here, but that wouldn't be right. So she continued her pacing, hoping for inspiration to strike.


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