The Lost Islands
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the hind's crown;



Mṛgaśira


[ mh ru gha SEER ah ]

Fell

▻ Sarama (x Fell) ◅


A single day after the loss of Kohelet was not a time that she had thought to find herself accosted by an outsider, but when she asks if it were her daughter crunching through the Bay’s forest, she is quick to discover her mistake. The sudden rush of the blackish bay beast with his ghastly white masked face brings from her the very scream he had avoided making himself - giving away the position he had once thought to keep private.

"To the badlands," she hears him say, but her whinnying cry does not drown it - instead she breaks the call with a "NO!"

His legs strike at her, his teeth clamp at her, but she just shrieks like the desert mare she was and kicks out with her hind legs with all the force she had in her to offer. Desert women knew, even those in the peaceful eastern Dunes, that to be caught by a foreign man could mean ravaging, forced betrayal of their vow to their Husband, captivity without dignity. And to the Badlands? So near to her father for him to see her disgrace and shame!? Never.

She whirls on him with wild thrashing of fore and hind legs, curled ears lashed into her thick mane as she bit and kicked with a cobra’s quickness. "FELL! HUSBAND!! THIEF!!! THIEF!!! THIEF!!!." Over and over, she would scream, taking what beating he would dish to slow his victory until Fell could finally thwart his success entirely.


OF THE TINUVEL BAY

▻ five years - arabian x kathiawari - maximum chestnut sabino - 14.2 hh ◅



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