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A rose without its thorns is a sweetened form of cruelty. Posted on February 3, 2025 at 01:02:36 AM by Rosaliana
Raising a dark brow, Rosaliana eyed the stallion for a moment. Her tail lashed before she let out a snort, far from impressed. He was different than Carthage and Nahawi, which made her a bit skewed. Shaking her head, the patchwork mare let out a breath. “I have a lot that causes my anguish. There is no help for it however.” Licking her lips, Rosaliana just let out another sigh. It seemed that for right now, she was full of extra air with no way to expel it but in a tired sigh.
“My name is Rosaliana.” She finally spoke. Her name needed to be out there and his questions just made her fur almost prickle. “I am island born. I know the dangers of this space, but still came.” Rosaliana wondered then if he would understand just why she was here. Her home was no longer safe for herself and she might as well find somewhere else to be. Tossing her head, she snorted at him with a grin then. “I do not have a home, obviously.” It was pretty point blank, considering she came into the commons from the ocean without any other reason.
Wait a minute though, something he said made her eyes narrow. “Back to the Ruins? There are no herds on that island last I knew.” The Ruins were named that for a reason. It was just that, ruins. The island was supposed to be this sunken island from a land before she had ever been a thought. It was odd for someone to be calling it their home, but now her curiosity was spiked. “What do you mean though?” Maybe, just maybe… that island was resurrecting and lending places to other herds?