just a stranger with a twisted smile

your heart is in danger

Hooves thunder across the Inlet as the heavily pregnant mare races her painted yearling. The markings of her grullo filly were so striking with intense eyes of gold that reminds her so much of her father's. She has a deep feeling of who Yasmina's true father was just by the darker shade of her coat, the way she looks at her mother, and the slight inward curve of her ears. That gaze...it was so much like the primal gaze of Fell. But it was not Fell that the filly knows as her father. Loupgaru, the wild half-brother of Fell, is the one who has helped raised her.

Loupgaru shared a similar vision to Fell so it was an easy sell to make the stallion believe Yasmina was his. The unique painted markings in the girl reflect some of the eccentric markings of her mother, but those eyes scream she was of Rougaru blood. It was only her body shape that posed any doubt. Her body was more finely shaped like that of Fell compared to the body of Loup and herself. When Parvati looks at her daughter she thinks of the wolves and the way Fell had saved her. He deserved this beautiful daughter of theirs just like Loupgaru deserved the child currently in her belly. Both stallions have shown her protection and safety.

Parvati could only chase Yasmina around for so long. To the yearlings protests, she stops their game to go rest. Parvati could feel the time for birth was drawing near so it wasn't safe for her to stay out in the open for long periods of time. It was time to keep herself tucked away so when the time came to bring new life she would be ready. Safe and alone to keep the first precious moments with her baby all to herself. Most of their father's may be in question, but there was no question of how much she loved them.

Yasmina snorts as her mother leaves her to find a quiet place to rest. The filly wasn't done running around, but her mother could no longer keep up. She decides it might be time to find an new playmate (one better than her siblings who bicker) who could keep up with her. Her energy felt endless...it shows in the way she circles the meadow by herself. She kicks up her legs, throws her head around wildly, and squeals like an energetic teen.