can't turn back, now I'm haunt(ed)

[Fiorina]

When Fiorina moves through the forest, she notes how the scent of her family has begun to fade. Had they moved more permanently to Pangea then? Or had Anaxarete packed up the whole troop and brought them to fresher meat somewhere beyond Beqanna once more? Though a little curious, the armoured mare could not say that she really cared. If she came across them, their reunions were often short and emotionless - she had just enough of their freaky blood in her veins to deter them from trying to snack on the less armoured parts of her body and, if she wasn’t a snack, then they did not exactly “socialize”. Still, it was always nice to dodge the reminder that her family was, in a word, complicated. Discarding most of her association with them left her in an odd situation. The horse-half of her mind craved a herd, and the other half of her craved a hive. Perhaps Nerine would fill those vacancies, those annoying desires to be a part of something. Sometimes she considered switching on the ‘feral’ side of her brain just to give herself a break from all these dumbass thoughts. FIORINA

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@[Haunt] I said forever ago that I'd start a thread for them so here it is!! No rush on replying <33