Looking over their new home from a distance, the pale colored mare sighed. Why in the world did she agree to do this? How could she protect those from evils outside, when she couldn't even protect herself from her own cursed daughter? It was her own fault that her daughter became what she did. Day in and day out she consistently put herself down for it, and was always looking over her shoulder, fearful that her daughter would attack at any moment.
So many have tried to help her, and tried to explain to Adelle, that it was not her fault that her daughter is what she is. Every single time though, she tried to hear what they were saying, but the thoughts and doubts crept back into her head. Shihab, her mate, wanted to try and find a way to help Adelle through this, and perhaps distract her, get her focused on something new. So, here they were, The Silver Willow Bell Herd, a herd for them to look over and help others both two and four leggers a like. Didn't matter their blood lines or relations, they would help them all. Or, at least that was what Shihab wanted. Which then brought her back to her original thought of, how in the world could she do this?
As she continued to watch over the herd from her perch, a tear rolled down away from her eye, as she once more started to bury herself in the thoughts of her cursed daughter.
So many have tried to help her, and tried to explain to Adelle, that it was not her fault that her daughter is what she is. Every single time though, she tried to hear what they were saying, but the thoughts and doubts crept back into her head. Shihab, her mate, wanted to try and find a way to help Adelle through this, and perhaps distract her, get her focused on something new. So, here they were, The Silver Willow Bell Herd, a herd for them to look over and help others both two and four leggers a like. Didn't matter their blood lines or relations, they would help them all. Or, at least that was what Shihab wanted. Which then brought her back to her original thought of, how in the world could she do this?
As she continued to watch over the herd from her perch, a tear rolled down away from her eye, as she once more started to bury herself in the thoughts of her cursed daughter.