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[Ygritte]

Her features visibly lift, her heart soaring when he breaks the foliage and her small steps kick up higher excitedly. A large smile appearing on her lips as she nears her mate. The woman moves to brush against the bay but instead se feels the clip of his incisors on her hide and she gives a small squeak in response. Chiseled crown swings to look to Mandan. Perhaps they should be filled with anger and irritation but instead they are playful, mischievous. Perhaps it's was the hormones (perhaps not!) but the mare liked the feel of his claim upon her. She likes being his mate, his love and even so, Ygritte would do the same with him if she should happen upon him and another woman.

She moves to stand side by side with her, footfalls a bit more labored now as her pregnancy advanced further. But Ygritte can see the flash in Mandan's eyes and even the restraint as he remains polite for her. With a gentle touch, she lifts her neck over his to rest her weight lightly on his withers as gentle breath fluffs bits of stray hairs before she moves back to a neutral position, always touching her mate.

Dark pools watch as Farren emerges from the water towards the couple. He seems enthralled with Mandan's horns, just as Ygritte was when they had first met. Farren is younger than Mandan and the world is still interesting and new and it shows in his wonderment. Ygritte presses against her mate as she chuckles gently, guilty of asking a similar question. She says nothing though and looks to her mate with velvet soft eyes when he answers. The conversation would be interesting to listen to.

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