Post by writtenphoto on Aug 13, 2012 14:03:34 GMT -5
Sitka
The mare shook her head and neck area, her mane flying everywhere.
She'd dis-liked leaving Kakuhura. Not that she ever really did leave it. But she'd found a new-found comfort in leaving the island. She knew she was safe here. Risk had claimed this land for Cyril.
Sitka Didn't like it at all. She'd tried to express her opinions on it, But Risk was off and about often, on his duties as the lead stallion. It was a bad Omen in her mind, it was a very bad Omen. Ever since she was born; There had always been two different leaders for the islands. Not two families.
Sitka hadn't seen Iris for days either, and she was starting to worry. Had she run away from her family? Did she die?
She took the thought of dieing away from her mind quickly.
"Iris! Are you here Iris!?"
Maybe she disappeared from Risk claiming this land? Was a bad Omen already starting?
Sitka stood with her head up in the air, calling out for her child.