01-08-2017, 04:32 AM
Jinger's restless eyes turned to her filly, then up as she rose. Memories were haunting her, like a personal ghost. She shook her head, trying to clear it. It didn't help. Images of her father and brothers leaping on her and harming her came back. She had to go, but what would she do with Jewlia?
"Sleep well, darling." she whispered to her foal. Surely a few moments of brain clearing wouldn't hurt a yearling? Then she walked, her brain pestering her with those painful times.
Times she was neglected. Times she was abused. Times she'd rather forget.
The night was quiet, all but the ocasional hooting of an owl and a racoon darting across the path. These were the reasons Jinger loved it here. There were enought noises to distract her from the past, but not enough to keep her awake.
Especially tonight.
The vixen was startled when she heard hoofbeats. They were growing louder, her mind hurting. The last time she heard someone going that fast, she had been trampled. The woman shook, frozen in place.
'H-hello?" she whispered loudly, fear in her voice. Eye's wild like fire, orbes searched for the source.
She relaxed when the sound stopped, but stiffened again when the buckskin man was behind her. She heard his heavy breaths rise and fall. "P-please, don't hurt me." she said.
Her mind ran to Jewlia, alone and sleeping. If harm came to her, shat would happen? Where would her beloved foal end up? These thoughts and old ones ran through her head.
"Sleep well, darling." she whispered to her foal. Surely a few moments of brain clearing wouldn't hurt a yearling? Then she walked, her brain pestering her with those painful times.
Times she was neglected. Times she was abused. Times she'd rather forget.
The night was quiet, all but the ocasional hooting of an owl and a racoon darting across the path. These were the reasons Jinger loved it here. There were enought noises to distract her from the past, but not enough to keep her awake.
Especially tonight.
The vixen was startled when she heard hoofbeats. They were growing louder, her mind hurting. The last time she heard someone going that fast, she had been trampled. The woman shook, frozen in place.
'H-hello?" she whispered loudly, fear in her voice. Eye's wild like fire, orbes searched for the source.
She relaxed when the sound stopped, but stiffened again when the buckskin man was behind her. She heard his heavy breaths rise and fall. "P-please, don't hurt me." she said.
Her mind ran to Jewlia, alone and sleeping. If harm came to her, shat would happen? Where would her beloved foal end up? These thoughts and old ones ran through her head.