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(Is this rp.... dying???)
Nadaria waded through the river and into MarshHerd territory. You shouldn't be doing this! said her conscience. Oh, shut up, she replied, I'll stay hidden, I just want to see some excitement or something!
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Ziza and Cheza raced across the dunes, Cheza was now 2 months old and quickly finding her strength.
Sano crested a large dunew, strewn with loose rock and small scrub bush. He eyed the horizon, where ririver herd land met his. He was itching to challenge the stallion to push his border just a little further into their land so that his herd would have better access to green pasture. He flicked his tail and charged for the border.
Gypsy watched quietly. The foals father should never come around again, because Vanner patrolled this area regularly."No, it's okay," she said, her voice softening once again. "I just feel so... emotional around him; like I can't control myself anymore because my love for him is so spontaneous. I'm sorry... especially for being so defensive, and lying." Ondine's colt, who had been stumbling on his legs the entire time, had finally balanced himself. The new mother smiled and stood up beside him, nuzzling his neck in encouragement as he nursed for the first time. Dalyla licked her grandson's forehead, smiling. "What should we name him?" she asked; an attempt to comfort Ondine.
"I was thinking all night before I gave birth to him... Orland. After Grandsire," said Ondine.
Xander accelerated in a poof of dirt, his legs extending far in front of himself in a gallop. "Wait up," he giggled, whinnying soon after.
Seeing the mare ahead of her, Nadaria froze. Don't be seen, don't be seen! Her mind yelled. Slowly, she began to slink into the shadow of a large oak.Trekking the same river several hundred yards or so ahead was Sabina, her bright cremello coat making her entrance quite obvious to those in the area.
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Sabina began to wade down into the deeper waters, paddling closer and closer to the foreign mare. She could have sworn she had seen strange movement in the area, but for the most part had shrugged it off.