Andarin: The Mountains: Curse you wolves, I'm due soon too[STRAND/ANY]

Said they wanted change
I hope that
You remain the same
To show that
This is not a game
Lets end this tragedy today.

Forest, why FOREST!? She was pissed, you could tell. Flames danced in her mane, forelocks and tail as it dripped upwards from her feet. Her eyes had almost turned sharp orange but she kept it with her. She couldn’t loose her mind; she was due in two days! The Apprentice did not like being stolen, and not to the wolves, oh hell no! Sure, she could be with Strand again but he was probably soon going back to Ni, making her alone, with twins! The mare released a sigh, not of depression; she just did not like the cold. She was an Arabian, liking fire, loving the desert, she did not belong her at all! A snort was released from her flares and the thought of Lyly made her wander off to nowhere, it soon subsided and she then decided; she did not cope with being alone anymore. Faulting on the plains he had already burned away a fair share of it around her, still being angry but she did not like this, not at all. Standing still she looked around until searching for Strand’s mind, she needed him as well as wanting him. As she felt the lighting surge through her,(well almost, she felt like it so she shivered rather lovingly) the mare slipped her words in his mind, having a hope that he would search for her. Strand, where are you? I need you, those wolves stole me here and I don’t want to be alone.

It had been the truth and suddenly, she could do nothing other then to wait for either him or someone else passing by. If it were a Wolf that she did not like then I would not want to be in your shoes. The flames were still circling from her hair as she watched around, oh they could yell at her for burning their precious land, it would not be her problem because it was them who absolutely had to steal a fire mare. And one with such a sharp tongue as well, tsk, tsk, did you not learn anything? But her fire does not hesitate; it focuses around, almost like a protecting capsule ready to burst out, it wants to burn, wants to destroy. Althea did not feel like hiding the fact either but she kept it from hurting her children inside. With ears perked the overo chestnut waited for someone, would it be her lover? Or would it become a foe? You’re move next, I know you are there, lurking in the shadow. Come out and play, she won’t bite, not yet.

Said they wanted change
I hope that
You remain the same
To show that
This is not a game
Lets end this tragedy today.

FIRE III
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