The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

A mother's love is saying 'I told you so'

She had followed the unnamed stallions directions to here. He's told her it was safer than where they were before. She was still a little skeptical, after all she still didn't know his name, something that was probably just an oversight whilst she tried to protect the rambunctious colt who wanted independence.

Speaking of that colt she scanned her eyes around, he had a knack for disappearing on her, kind of like he had done now.

With a sigh she looked around, having learnt to track his movements since he wasn't very good at hiding them or moving quietly. This boy will be the death of me, or himself at this rate she muttered to herself beginning to follow the trail of hoof prints, small broken branches and trampled grass.

Hearing a noise to the side of her she stopped and look, scanning the grasslands and the trees. Tino? she calls, ears flicked back a little in caution.. his track weren't heading in that direction but she guessed he could have doubled back that way.

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