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

Wrongful child.

ABYZOU
Mare | 15.1hhs | Chestnut Frame Overo Somatic Mutation | Of The Lost Island Wilds


My eyes scan the brute before me, his pale body almost shining in the faint glow of light. He was handsome, someone that should be more than a silent wraith in the forest. I am not sure how I have come to be in his presence, but I will take it for what it is at the moment. He was being kind, something I am not used to and it had my heart almost constricting in my chest. If I was anyone else, maybe I would be better at this chit chat thing? I could only pray that in time, my life would be easier, but with my reflection the way it is, there was no way I would heal from the wounds upon my mind for years to come, if ever.

“You do not have to leave…” My voice was soft, faint, almost unreadable. I did not wish to speak, but to go closer and scan his pale body. I had never seen a horse like this before and I was curious of his upbringing, of who he was as a horse. I was curious about him, who he had with him, and anything else that would have him almost acting like I was a danger. I know my body is not something pretty to see, the grey upon my flesh a reminder of killing my sibling, but here I stood staring at him like a dumbfounded rooster that had just hit a hot wire.


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