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'

Breathing a short sigh of both relief and frustration she turns to the stallion.
I don't know where that wayward boy has gone this time she huffs, the frustration of a mother at the end of her tether clear in her voice.

Nodding her head towards the trail of hoof print, broken sticks and branches and trampled grass she say I'm quite use to following his tracks by now, after all he wouldn't know subtle if it smacked him up the side of the head. referring to the playful antics of the almost yearling.

Shaking her head she starts to walk, following the trail. I've tried to teach him to be careful of the dangers of this world but he just think everything is a game, he doesn't remember the things I do, he was too young when his father... she trails off, dropping her head. The pain in her voice evident of the tragedy that had happened.

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