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Post by Ellie on Aug 17, 2009 7:13:03 GMT -8
The stallion shouldn't have to wait long for a mare, for one already lived here, abandoned by her old claimer, her foal young and fragile. She was torn, her name suited how she felt. She is now just a fragment of what she was before.
A blue roan painted pelt walked quietly up to the new dark stallion. She stared at him, her dark eyes full of pain, hatred, and disgust. She had just about had it with stallions ingeneral, but there was nothing she could do now except protect her foal. The paint mare pinned her auds as she lifted her maw and screamed out to the stallion.
Oh yes, there was a mare here alright, and she wasn't about to become anyone's play toy either, even if it ment that she would have to take her foal and leave the only place the little colt had ever known as home. The mare's dark auds flashed a deadly red as she thought of some strange stallion coming into her home, and trying to get rid of her and her colt, the true heir of Orphis.
She sighed and looked down at her sleeping son, he had barely even stired when she screamed, after all, it was something she had done alot when Arsenic left. She smiled and laid down next her her son, she relaxed, but every fiber of her bodice was alert, and her pools searched their surroundings for anything and everything that might wish her son harm.
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