08-05-2016, 04:09 AM
Paola didn't mix with the other mares. She tried at first, convincing herself that these mares weren't like her old herd and wouldn't cast her out simply because of her looks. After a while though the little mare grew paranoid. With every whisper, every burst of laughter she was certain they were talking about her. She felt like she was going to burst into tears. In the end she simply couldn't take it anymore and found herself wandering over to the empty part of the fields, alone again.