Sharing breaths with the beast should have been more terrifying, but as Rosaliana brought in the mares scent all she could scan from here was flowers and life. Paradise was a good place, one that should be bringing life to this area. Yet, the mare before her had Rosaliana questioning why. The yearling wanted to ask questions, but her voice was cut off when Siren snapped her head up and pinned her ears, the mammoth seeming to step over Rosaliana and stand between her and the voice of Oswin, Tyr’s queen.
Giving a shy grin, Rosaliana looked out from under Siren and faintly stuck her tongue out, a gesture that would certainly get her in trouble with her mother. The filly however wanted nothing more than to play and she had found someone that would play… maybe? Tilting her head though, Rosaliana heard the words rumble from the beast above her and it sent a chill down her spine as she quivered where she now stood.
”She is yours, my pretty Oswin?” Siren obviously still thought Oswin was a gorgeous mare and Rosaliana knew she needed to move. Trying to get out from under the huge mare, Rosaliana found herself stuck when Siren turned her snake like face her direction with ears pinned. A once supposed to be happy exchange was now turning out dangerous and it had Rosaliana hiding tears yet again as she gave a scared bleat, her voice not able to fully whinny as she scrambled and tried harder to get out from under Siren, only managing to prevail when the beast stepped away and her body tumbled forward into Oswins own frame.
ROSALIANA
mare | 16hhs | bay dun sabino | of the ridge
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