It has been a long while since the chestnut fea has been anywhere near this place, though it has changed so much. The feel of magic in the air is gone. The world she knew so long ago is gone and fresh faces and new lands take its place. What had happened here? The slender fea made her way through the forest her mind doing what it has done best wander. But her mind kept going back to the same thing. A particular blood bay stallion. Nymphetemine oh how she longed to find him, They didn't spend much time together but her feelings for him never dulled. She wondered where he was and how he was doing. Hopefully he wasn't so consumed with the power of the late Chambers that he changed too much. Maybe she would catch him here of all places. Right now she needed him. Things have not been any better. After she wandered out of Beqanna she got into some trouble and was enslaved by a cruel awful brute who starved her and raped her. She has scars up and down her legs, her rump and her chest. All she wanted was the comfort of the stallion she needed most.
The fea sighed softly and stopped under a large oak tree and lowered her pretty head and snipped off the tops of the green grass at her feet. She was hungry she was starved up until she escaped so she was rather malnourished and unhealthy looking. She hated seeing herself like this but like everyone has said around her. Everything happens for a reason. She picked up her head and assessed everything with her wide lilac eyes seeing no one familiar but no one here was who she wanted. She hoped he didn't find another mare to make his heart race, that would kill the poor fea. Night after night she screamed his name in her sleep and while she was awake just to see if he could hear her and save her.
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