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[Isobell]

Isobell

i'll wait for inside the bottom of the deep blue sea

She had been standing with her hooves buried deep in the black sand of the beach, leaning against the wind and letting it tear at the two toned hair with gnarled fingers with lids sliding closed to hide the deep mercury of her eyes as she breathed in the salt and brine of Nerine. It gave her life as it washed over her pelt and cleaned her bright. The sounds her mother's call penetrates the quiet solitude and Isobell is turning instinctively with black granules flinging in a spray that temporarily dots out the hazy sun of autumn.


Mother stands tall and beautiful against the gray of the sea sky and Isobell smiles as she falls near her. Isobell is always amazed at her mother's beauty and her strong will. Ears are tuned forward as she listens to the opinions of the Nerinian residents.


The suggestion for a mock battle is made and Isobell unconsciously stomps her fore hoof in agreement. Surely Father would be there, listening, and sure he would say something. Isobell liked the idea (strangely enough) to test her strengths and limits. She looks to her mother with a wiry smirk.


A self-tested battle would be good.