The pale coated fae heaved a sigh of relief as she finally was able to distance herself from the many members of the edge. Don't get her wrong, she was enjoying not being a outcast anymore but she needed time to think and to let her nerves settle. It took a lot of adjusting coming from a world where no one had ever spared her a kind word or a shred of dignity into this world where it seemed like the residents were not so bad. Despite their actions being kind and friendly it would take awhile before her nervous system would settle down to not go into a panic whenever a stallion came around. With the other mares in the harem she was now to the point where they did not bother her as much and she was finding it easier to speak with them, it was just the stallions that caused her grief.

Hopefully things would start to get better soon because it wasn't exactly good for her to be as wary of any males that tried to talk to her. In a way her mind just froze disabling her common sense and movement, she was ashamed to act this way but how could she make it go away. At night when she was able to catch a couple hours of sleep she was still plagued by the nightmares that continued to torment her. Maybe she was just beyond help or something, sighing in disappointment she started off a little ways from where the herd was. A couple minutes passed with complete silence before her eyes managed to focus on a mare up ahead of her. Who would be up wandering around now? Did she belong to the herd as well? It was impossible for her to recall everyone she had met these last couple days but she did remember possibly someone that looked like her at one point.

As she got closer to see the mare's body language it was clear that something was troubling her. The way she moved was almost forced and her head hung low in a way it reminded her of the way that she looked majority of the time, well up until recently. The mare's figure was rounded as if in foal but there was something off, maybe she had just given birth recently but then where was her baby? Images of her baby played at the corners of her mind, a constant reminder of the pain of losing her own baby. Yes it had been a miscarriage after about six months along but if that stallion hadn't found her, maybe just maybe it could have stood a chance. Calling gently to the mare she wanted to make sure that she was alright and maybe even for the company to keep her own emotions from surfacing again.

"Is everything alright? I'm sorry for intruding on you I just happened to notice you while out on my own walk. Please forgive my manners, my name is Brisa." She said softly when within reach of the mare. Coming to a halt a couple meters from the mare she stood awaiting an answer hoping that she wouldn't just brush her off and walk away. Lowering her head down her concerned eyes scanned over the fae before she dropped her gaze not wanting to be rude by staring. She really meant no harm, all she wanted to do was talk to her if she would allow it.


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NOTES: Thanks for starting the thread :)