Hoshor Plains limestone

all good! <3

while she was pleased in a sisterly way that mallow had followed her, she could not stop her worry over the rest of their band; mama, grandma. swallowtail. her skin shuddered; she sidled close to her sister. "he's behaving."

but there were no females in season, and that is when stallions tended to show their aggressive colors.

"well. you're here now, and so am i. have you been staying with deer?" she asked, starting to lead mallow back in the direction of where she had seen the others.