The Lost Islands
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if i have faith i know i can make it

I can feel myself moving
closer to a dream thats waiting for me



The stories her family told held some horrors, but there was also lots of love. The Forest was a sanctuary for her family. One that she has been blessed to be born in. Úlla was able to grow up in peace with the love of her mother and father. She had some wonders about what her grandmother was like, but she was finally able to meet her when father brought her home. Since then, she spend a lot of time with her grandma. Learning her native language, their heritage outside of the islands, and even taking in her warnings about the outside world.

But she felt safe here. Even as the herd was growing bigger in the last year, she felt safe. Úlla knew her father would never bring someone into the family that was unsafe. So as just assumes the new mares in the herd were nice. Same for the new stallions she spotted around the Forest. There was one stallion in particular she was finding herself curious about. He was very tall like her mother was. His coat was completely dark and his hair was long.

Úlla was much too shy to speak to him so she settles for the secret glances around the Forest. She often sees the stallion with a bay painted mare that she can only assume is his lover. She feels something strange what seeing them together, but she wasn't sure what this feeling was? Whatever it was it didn't feel very pretty.

Today, the seal brown mare hides under the trees from the pouring rain. She grumbles because now she would be stuck under the tree until the rain let up. If it was ever going to. She may just have to make a run for it to get back to her mother. A clasp of thunder causes her to squeal, but it was hard to hear her voice over the loud boom. The young mare grumbles, eyes rolling, until a flash of darkness catches her eyes. She grows quiet as she spots that tall black stallion dancing through the trees.

Curiosity brings her forward even as the rain begins to drench her dark coat. A large smile spreads over her lips as she watches the large stallion begin to splash in the forming puddles. Though she did not intend to make herself known, a loud giggle erupts from her.

Úlla
female - 2 years - mutt -15.3 hands - silver seal brown sabino - forest resident
dante


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