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08-22-2012, 07:14 AM
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Mauja's murmuring of her name and his nudging her didn't make Snö budge. Her icy gaze was locked on the mare that seemed to be so familiar with her father. She wasn't her mother. She had no right to be touching him like that. Not even her mother did, which when the filly thought about it was strange in itself. She snorted, her ears rotating to catch every word either of the adults said. "It's alright." Her father said, which only made Snö snort again. He nudged her hip and, finally, her weight shifted and she glanced back at her father with the same icy eyes she had inherited from him. "A pleasure, Snö. Would you like to play a game? We can get your father to join." Snö's head whipped back around and she looked at Lena, her gaze now uncertain. The child in her wanted to agree to playing, but the jealous monster in her wanted to tell the mare to shut up and go away. Her weight shifted and she looked once more at her father then at Lena and nodded her consent. "But he's my daddy." She said, just in case that needed clarification. He was hers. All hers. |
