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[Mallory]

Andromeda

The black and white filly’s life had been rather uneventful so far, despite the continuous buzzing within the desert itself. Her family, no matter how extended it was, was always so busy with something or another. An alliance, a plot for power – anything that struck their fancy, really. As of late, her own mother was greatly preoccupied with the most recent addition to their large family, her brother Hadrian. While Andromeda would never voice it, she was glad to have a full-blooded sibling finally. Having all of her half-sisters despise her on some level was taxing enough, and she knew they would not be the last ones, not when her father’s other wife was due to birth another child any time now. She would at least have her mother’s and brother’s love, though. That would be enough to get her through living in the desert until she was sent away somewhere else.

She was not naïve enough to believe she would always live in Baahir. Her mother was prepping her, teaching her how to be a proper princess and lady, for a life outside of Baahir. Not that Andromeda really minded, however. She would miss her mother and brother, certainly, but to be away from everything else would be a blessing. She did not understand why their lives in Baahir had to be so complicated. Couldn't they all just get along? The constant squabbling was maddening, to the point where the two year old often fled to the pebbled shoreline of the beach.

She couldn't take it anymore; she needed to get very far away from this life sooner, rather than later.

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notes: Really rusty, but I wanted to post with Andromeda to develop her more. Open thread!
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[nala]

Purity ran through the desert now, as it always had. This purity, however, was born of something greater than any purity that had called Baahir home before. Lacey moved slowly, gracefully no doubt, but slower than any of her family ever moved. She didn't travel far on an average day, usually found meandering around the edge of her birth place, the oasis. Today however, the humming ceased. Toady was different. 

The silence that hung over the little black filly made her nerves uneasy. Lately, the humming hadn't become quite as needed, the voices in her head scared off by the Lady. Slowly, as always, she was needing the music less and less. It had been hours since the last note now. She hadn't said a word since leaving the oasis. Her white nose pointed east and that was were she headed. She didn't know why. She didn't know where. The Lady just said go and began a soothing tune from inside the filly's head. 

Lacey looked up into the sweltering sun briefly as she licked her lips. Her pace stayed the same, but as her journey began its descent into ending, she felt a panic rise in her chest. What were they doing on the beach?

Lacey.