The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
Don't Ignore Greatness







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Your Secret Heart Belongs To The World With The Things That Cry In The Dark
Shadow grunted angrily. She would not stand to be ignored by anyone, lead mare or not and neighed angrily. Before, she had saw shadows, shadows of what looked like a horse. Now the creamello knew. El Aran was a black mare...A very CRUEL mare...Well, Shadowheart would show her

"Hey! Don't you both...."She moved her legs fervently around her, struggling to stand, her breathing quickened as she finally gained some footing. "Don't you both ignore me!" The mare growled, anger forced her to stand with great difficulty, everything below her weight threatened to collapse but no, this mare had something else propelling her than fleshy desires.

This mare was pissed off beyond all recongization. And, friends did it show. There, the cream covered mare stood angrily. "Don't mark me off as dead just yet, because I'm far from it." She panted, her flanks were covered in dust and sweat, glaring down both the lead mare and the new comer. No longer at the moment did Shadowheart feel tired, or pained. At the moment, she felt fiery, determined once more. It felt great to be back and still the bad ass somewhat of course. But usually, did the mare submit to other leads, this time, she wouldn't. Not for a while because this lady had marked her off as dead without even asking if she felt like dying! No, oh, no....She humphed. “I’m not hurt, miss. I just have a bad scratch and simply am resting.” Shadow said in a matter of factly voice.

The creamello grinned like an idiot at her latest success, happy to have proved everyone wrong about her injury even though it did hurt like hell.
Shadow
Mare – 16.1 HH—7 Years—Tennesee walker




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