fiasko
Early in the morning, she finds herself leaving the Gates. Her feet take her, one after another, over the border and into the lands beyond.She feels restless, uneasy, though she can’t quite put her hoof on what’s making her feel that way. But her feet continue to carry her forward.
Eventually she finds herself in a place that she’s never been before - the adoption den. It’s not too much of a surprise as it’s close by to the Gates, but she can’t help but wonder why her restless feet would have brought her here.
The den is not a place she had ever ventured as a child, even though she herself had been abandoned by her mother. Sand had not been kind enough to leave her here. She’d been forced to fend for herself until Kaelie had found her.
And then Fiasko spots her. A tiny little grullo foal, lying by itself in the dirt.
Fiasko’s heart immediately leaps into her throat and she steps cautiously towards the child, trying not to make any sudden movements - she doesn’t want to scare them. As she grows closer, more details become apparent - the child is a girl, and running down her back is the most bizarre dorsal stripe Fiasko has ever seen. The stripe is a crazy riot of colour - pinks, purples and blues. Beautiful.
When she is close enough, she clears her throat awkwardly and raises her voice. “Hello there, are you alright?” She can’t help but feel for the child. She knows all too well what it is to be abandoned, to have no home of her own. Maybe … maybe she could do for this girl what Kaelie once did for her. “I’m Fiasko. What’s your name?” She just hopes that her mutilated face does not scare the girl.
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