Ever Heard Of Me? The Name's Havana...

[.:Golden:.]

Rain fell down in buckets, across the meadow.
Most horses, were racing for cover under the nearby trees, but only one remained in the open.

A black arab fae danced around out in the meadow, in the wet and cold, where mud splattered onto her sleek body, and mattered her mane and tail.
She however, didn't care.

She hoped a nice stag, would come her way.
She hated those mean, nasty brutes.
Her mind came to rest, upon the thought of Gladiator, the magnificent stag who she was saved by.
She wondered where he was now..

She whinnyed to the horses in the shelter, and wondered if one might come.. And join her..

[SHE IS ALLOWED TO BE FORCECLAIMED!!!]

[~*Lone_Filly*~]

One stag, came out.
He didn't care about any rain or weather.
He wanted a mare for a queen.. maybe this one.. would be the one..?

A chestnut figure bounded across the meadow to her.
He was the king of the Deserted Island.. And.. Also a arch enemy to Gladiator.
He reconized her.

"YOU!" He cried and galloped up to her.
He nipped her on the hindquaters in claimence instantly.
"You thought you could get away.. I finally found you.." He sneered at her.
She was his queen now.. a queen again.. who she had been.. in the past..

[.:Golden:.]

She screamed in defiance.
"Glory.."She said angrily.
He had been the one.. who Gladiator had freed her from.. Or she had thought so.
"I thought you were dead!" She said and pawed the ground.
Mud flew up on her.

[~*Lone_Filly*~]

He laughed and pawed the ground.
"Well, your wrong. And your my mare now.." He said.
He kicked and bit at her, herding her towards his land.

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