The Lost Islands
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Oderint Dum Metuant.


LET THEM HATE AS LONG AS THEY FEAR.



Enjoying the peace and quiet was soon enough ruined. The mare's red eyes flicked to the distance where she saw a horse come onto the beach and the Lagoon stench infiltrated her nostrils. Pinning her ears, Siren’s Symphony went to turn back into the Sanctuary when he locked in on her. Her thick tail lashed and her hooves shifted to fully face him, her fighting spirit far from dead. She was doing the best for Aeos, but obviously this Lagoon tyrant had other plans.


Baring her teeth as he snaked his head at her, the large shire mare moved forward with her head lowered and ears tucked tight on her head. He could come at her as he wished, but she had gone up against stronger horses than him and she would not be pulled from her home. She had a foal to care for, a place to live. She had a purpose now and she was not about to let it all go to waste as she stomped down on the sandy beach until her hooves finally came to a stop.


Siren was still a ways away from the brute and she knew she needed to call her lead now that her mind was stuck on battle. She had been contemplating it for a while and finally, since she knew what could happen if her lead did not come to her aid, Siren heaved a heavy breath and lifted her head to let out a loud scream. It was more like a war bugle, but Siren would let her leader handle this mutt before her and now that her voice echoed through the territory, Siren set her eyes back on the dark brute with a sinister grin.


“Come at me pretty boy.”

SIREN’S SYMPHONY
Mare | 18hhs | Gray | The replaced Crown of Paradise




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