The Lost Islands
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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

For what it’s worth, I still love you.




Muscles flexed under soft colored skin as a body escaped the Lagoon. Snapdragons soft blue eyes narrowed on the distance as she snorted. She had left Tinvel and returned to the Lagoon, the Boss there having needed her. Snapdragon liked Nahawi, a kind stallion that was trying to make things better. Yet, her young mind could not wrap around the fact that he was doing something that her own father would probably laugh at. From what she remembered living there before being taken away by her parents, the Lagoon was a dark place that would take a lot of effort to change.


In the meadow after some travels, the young mare looked about herself. She needed to take time to eat and refuel, her speed leaving the Lagoon having tuckered her out and causing the faint hunger that she never really noticed to crawl at her insides. Snapdragon knew food was important, but at the same time she could not bring herself to eat much. She was lean as a two year old to begin with, but currently it was aided in looking even worse for wear with her not eating enough.


Lowering her head, Snapdragon began to munch on the grass below her. The soft spring tipped grasses were sweet on her tongue and made her body faintly shiver with just how enjoyable they were. During the summer months, it was not near the same with the stalks being dried out and brittle. If she wanted food that was more like useless paper, Siren would go searching in Salem yet again for their meager crop of sustenance.


Snapdragon was about to move on again when movement captured her attention. Blinking her blue eyes up and turning her head, the mare set her gaze upon a stallion a ways off. Her ears flicked forward, but she made no move forward as she chewed the last bite in her mouth, trying to act indifferent when in reality she wanted to escape the horse before her. With Gael not here, Snapdragon was not ready even after over a year to meet someone her age that could be her friend.

SNAPDRAGON
mare | 15.2hhs | dunskin pintaloosa | of the lost island wilds




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