Let's Play [Kate]

[Feather]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=222629] God, how Angelina hated this place! Not where she was specifically, but the entire world in general. Why was this picture just so messed up? I mean, it's fine if she's the only screwed up mare in the place, but when horse after horse is a grade A douche? Then what? This wasn't the world she remembered as a foal. It was just so infuriating sometimes. Then, if she just ignores the horses and focuses on the scenery... it wasn't that great in her eyes, either. See had seen these trashy slave pens and now this? A warm, clear lake was stretched out before her and the only thing she could see was these grasses that were more like weeds to her. Angie began ripping up the plants in front of her with her front hooves, leaving pits of dark earth in her wake. After doing as much damage to the grass as she could, the white mare collapsed in exhaustion. For a moment, Angelina felt uncomfortable so she flipped over onto her side so she could look up at the sky. A black bird bounced through the sky with it's tiny babies were trailing close behind. Sometimes she wandered what it was like to be a mother. Would she be a good mother? At least, she would protect the foal and anyone who got close would certainly hurt them with intent on murder. She then quickly waved that from her mind. What would the foal look like? Would it look her or the father? God, if it looked like the father she would just die. She shifted her body some and then sighed heavily. This day was already turning into something terrible.

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