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01-03-2013, 11:52 AM
Dragon's throat. Had her mother not mentioned it once before? But could she really go there? Will she be welcomed? Her head filled with questions as Levi spoke of his herd. Lucky Levi. He would always have a herd to return to, friends to support him. Loving horses to take care of him. How she envied his life! So much she would give to live a life like that. Shaking these thoughts away, she turned back to Levi. "what ever the outcome, it's worth a try,"she decided. "Dragon's throat. This place you speak of. May I come and see it?" Lusana asked, politely. "I have no herd, and would loved to , if possible, join your wonderful herd."
Curiosity pricked at her conciousness, and she wondered what it would be
like.
Hearing Orinthia speak to her, she turned her head. "well, my mother was an outcast. She spoke to me about this land. When we were passing through the mountains, she was killed by some wolves. A group of eagles took me in." the memory of her dear dam pained her heart, but she spoke on,"they named me and took care of me until I was ready to fly, and I came to helovia." she turned away, and faced the ground, so that none of them would see the tears foring in her eyes.
Deciding to take her mind off of her mother, she focused on the obsidian mare Orinthia. She was so nice to her, almost like her mother, and the eagles. Yet she was equine, not of her own species. She knew that Orinthia wanted her, but could she really go with her? Abandon the thought of a real herd, to live with just one other horse. She had done it before, hadn't she? But, to live like an outcast, could she???
Her head swirled with questions once, more, and she had to shake her head to get rid of them.
Curiosity pricked at her conciousness, and she wondered what it would be
like.
Hearing Orinthia speak to her, she turned her head. "well, my mother was an outcast. She spoke to me about this land. When we were passing through the mountains, she was killed by some wolves. A group of eagles took me in." the memory of her dear dam pained her heart, but she spoke on,"they named me and took care of me until I was ready to fly, and I came to helovia." she turned away, and faced the ground, so that none of them would see the tears foring in her eyes.
Deciding to take her mind off of her mother, she focused on the obsidian mare Orinthia. She was so nice to her, almost like her mother, and the eagles. Yet she was equine, not of her own species. She knew that Orinthia wanted her, but could she really go with her? Abandon the thought of a real herd, to live with just one other horse. She had done it before, hadn't she? But, to live like an outcast, could she???
Her head swirled with questions once, more, and she had to shake her head to get rid of them.
