Bubbles
mare | 15.2hhs | buckskin blanket | daughter of the sea
In for a penny, out for a pound. At least, that's what they say anyways. The thought and sentence made black tipped ears slowly twitch as a buckskin blanket mare moved through the lower areas of the Peak. On her hip was a weanling, a youngling that she would never admit the father of. Eyeing said child, Bubbles flicked her lip against the colt’s forelock. He didn't look like his sire at the least, the buckskin tinged with silver making her grin. The Sabino markings upon him added to his youthful handsomeness even as a young babe.
Moving forward through the land though, Bubbles lost track of where she was until her hooves stood in the commons. Jerking her head towards a trio, she eyed them for a brief moment before narrowing her eyes. Licking her two toned lips, the peak member nudged her foal towards the bush. “Stay here.” She whispered lowly, showing more care to this foal than she had ever given anyone else in her life.
Turning away from her child, Bubbles strode forward with a blast of air escaping her nostrils. “Cocky gets a lose too, though.” Raising a brow, Bubbles inserts herself into the grouping as she sizes up the stallion that reeks of the Lagoon. Turning to then scan the others, she faintly dips her head. Standing firm after taking stock of everything, she keeps her gaze level with the Lagoonie that she figured had a few screws loose.
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