The Lost Islands
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Memories Can Be So Fleeting

He may not have known it but he wasn’t alone, hadn’t been for a while. Keeping down wind she had simply watched him, something inside her forcing her to make sure he was ok. She had given him space, sensing he was going through something but not wanting to pry, if he wanted to tell her, she would listen, however she also respected the times he needed to be alone.

Sensing it was time she let out a soft nicker as greetings, slowly moving towards him. She knew he had his demons and whilst she wasn’t afraid of him she didn’t want to effectively sneak up on him, she wasn’t even sure how she knew to stay down wind, clearly something from her forgotten memories had given her that information, she just didn’t know what.

Lucifer her tone was soft with a warmth that showed in her eyes, she had come to love the black beast but wasn’t sure how deep his own feelings went and didn’t want to make things awkward by voicing the ’L’ word when he might not be ready to hear it yet. Are you alright? she asked, stopping beside him she reach out her muzzle to run it along his should he be ok with the touch.

Their young colt was growing strong day by day and now weaned she’d allowed him a little bit of freedom to explore, although she had restricted him to staying within the Dunes and within a certain area so at least she could find him quickly if needed. He’d grumbled of course but ultimately had agreed to her terms. So that meant they were alone, for now at least, something that was hard to achieve with a nursing foal depending on her.


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