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Content Warning;; Mentions murder.

After months of guilt eating her alive, Madame Misfit was seriously contemplating the pros and cons of turning herself in. It was not often that remorse for a killing bothered her so much, given her efforts to ensure that her kills did not deserve to draw another breath in this world. At least, back when she had hunted alone she had made every effort to seek out prey that deserved to die. True, sometimes inadvertently she had ended up somewhere that risked innocent lives, but she had never killed in such places, unless some evil villain turned up for her to end, such as that occasion when she had met that scarred stallion, Decay. She shivered. Undoubtedly the silver dapple stallion would end her now as a villain, if he knew what she had done. If the Versai found out, there would be no mercy, no matter what her background history with the Sisterhood might be. No doubt Trinity herself would give the killing blow, if the buckskin Sister knew the truth. Knew who it was that had killed the mare called Afterglow. The former Light King's mother. The current Light Queen's grandmother. The new Light King's great-grandmother.

Giving herself an inward shake, head tossing slightly to free blue eyes from her flaxen forelock, Mae cast a glance at her surroundings. The beach seemed mercifully empty at present, though with the guilt that had been stalking her of late, the temptation to hunt one of her own kind had lessened a little. No doubt the Underworld would exert its control again sooner or later, but for now, the predator was silent. She could not recall the last time the predator had been silent... not since before meeting Maiko. If she were to be completely honest, the dunalino would have to admit that spending time in the bay stallion's company had not likely done her any favours. Or him, for that matter. Assessing things now, she could acknowledge that he was a bad influence on her, just as she was a bad influence on him. But it felt good not to be alone, to know that someone else felt the same unnatural thirst for the lifeblood of fellow equines. To be accepted for the predator that lurked under her skin, to have that part of her in particular appeal to another... no matter how wrong it was, still... it was nice.

Much as Mae would have liked to think she could put her hoof down and bring an end to the whole thing, make it so they stopped hunting and reformed themselves into better members of society... she knew herself incapable of such a thing. She doubted she could even make herself stop spending time with him, even if it did lead to hunting others of their own kind. Turning herself in, warning the Versai of what lurked in the Free Lands without much concern over who the victim might be, would have been the best thing to do. However, there was a single, simple reason Mae knew that she could never bring herself to do such a thing. Valentina Misfit. She had a sneaking suspicion that turning herself in would be viewed as betrayal by the Underworld and then Val would suffer a horrible death. Much as she hated what had happened, what kept happening, what she knew would undoubtedly happen in the future... she just could not allow her twin to come to harm, no matter what. Which left her pacing the shoreline of Femiet Beach, trying to stifle the overwhelming sense of guilt, desperately longing for the simplicity of her childhood.

Character;; Madame Misfit
Tagged;; fleabittengray w/Trapped Remedy
Notes;; <3
Timeline;; 7 yrs old, early winter, midafternoon

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TRAPPED REMEDY

made by remi of rilla go! and adoxography

Did she worry for her daughter, lurking in the heart of the Light Kingdom? Of course, she did. The Light Kingdom was an enemy. However, Remmy did not show it. She did not let her nerves get the best of her, especially while in the company of Lord Ghost. It would surely mean a beating if her father found out that she was stressed over not having Duchess with her anymore. She was just a baby! A weaned baby, but a baby, nonetheless. She knew there was no way of connecting Duchess to Remmy, let alone their actual home in the Dark Kingdom, but still, she worried. It had been thoroughly explained to Duchess that she could not speak of her alias (Ghost) nor any of the other Ghosts nor of Lord Ghost himself. Duchess was not aware of her own name at the time, having only gone by Ghost all of her life so far, but she did know The Whore House and Charm. However, Duchess had been told not to mention them, or about having a home at all. She had been told to lie, to spread chaos through Rain Forest Beach in whatever way possible, as well as to gain their trust. It was much easier to trust a child during times of war than it was to trust a strange adult, especially one with inverted pentagrams carved into their shoulders, or Remmy would have gone in place of her daughter.

Despite the turmoil within her, the grullo mare did not sigh. She did not give any hints toward her struggling anxiety, wearing a mask of neutrality as she wandered through Femiet Beach. The Free Lands were relatively empty these days, given the state of the realm, but she feared not the woes of war, for when she died, it would be the Underworld that she called home. She feared not being killed - but she did fear something bad happening to her daughter. Duchess was relatively innocent still. She had not killed anyone. She had not even really hurt anyone! Her physical training had not started yet, aside from being shown basic defensive moves - because, hey, you never knew! She had already lost Cheshire... she didn't want to lose her Duchess, too. It was traumatic enough to lose one child. Remmy wasn't sure she would be able to handle the loss of both.

In order to get away from The Whore House and to try to give herself from room to feel, Remmy had come out to the Free Lands. She'd decided on Femiet Beach because of no particular reason. She figured she would just find someone interesting to mingle with here, given that it was the near center of the Free Lands. It did not take long for her to spot another equine. She began to approach them, eyes scanning the terrain for any sign of an ambush (again, you just never knew) and when she was near enough to the other mare, she gave a low nicker to announce her presence in case she had not been noticed just yet.


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Switching to current time, as discussed via WE pm <3
4 years 10 months, late winter, midafternoon, while Duchess is in Rain Forest Beach

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