The Lost Islands
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The bonniest flower the land has seen


Her eyes narrow as he turns to face her. Ears flick with movement at the sound of his hooves stepping on the waves as he turns to face her. He seems surprised to see her, but that was none of her concern right now. Grizel locks eyes with his brightly intense auburn colored ones despite how they made her melt. The anger she was holding in her chest was just too much. Typically he could easily settle her down, but not anymore. She was angry, beyond it. She wanted him to know it. She wanted him to feel it too.

For now he seems unaware as he tells her he had been heading to the crossing. He then asks what was wrong followed by the question if she wanted to tag along. Her head shook as a growl slips alongside a hard "No". For a moment she had thought about traveling away from the Forest. Just to get away from him.and have a break, but then she remembers what all was out there. Somewhere out there was stallions always wanting to steal mares away or take their bodies. Her father was out there somewhere too. Though they had a good relationship he had not been nice to her mother.

Grizel did not like the risk and truly she did not want to leave her home. She stomps a hoof. "You know what is wrong." She says as if he should just know. It was the adrenaline currently coursing her veins that helped her not notice the soreness of her lungs as she took deep breaths. "You're just leaving to find another body to keep you warm aren't you?" She asks with a sour tone.

Grizel
female - 8 years - shire mutt -17.2 hands - silver seal brown cream sabino - forest resident - asthma inflicted with a hint of an scottish accent
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