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Post by Mage on Feb 24, 2008 16:59:24 GMT -5
Fantasia walked into the lands, it was a bit lonely at the lake by herself so she decided to come here where she didn't have to worry about other stallions to try and meet other mares. Her painted coat shinned in the sun and she held her head up with her ears pricked letting out a whinny to see if other mares had come here or were they all in their terras?
Montana walked into the lands, her body tired and wore out as she had been unable to help Thersandra from the stupid brute. Atleast Moonshine was safe for now and she walked in just to converse with other mares. Her winter dun coat not quite as sleek as her summer coat but still shone in the suns rays, her ears picked up the sound of another and walked over to her.
The two made small talk, just getting to know each other and Fantasia looked at the mares belly, heavy in foal and only wished she could be the same way. She wanted a foal, one that wouldn't be killed because of a stag forcebreeding her too late and the foal dieing in the first winter storm. But Montana didn't look so happy about being in foal. Though Montana never talked about Desore being in her terra and Fantasia never mentioned who her stallion was. Fantasia was completly oblivious to the thought that the reason for Montana being so stressed out was because of her own stallion. But after a few hours they had each other in higher spirits and they went their separate ways back to their terras.
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