Your King Asmodeus | ||
Your Queen | ||
The Second None | ||
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Allies Name (Land) | Enemies Solomon (Cove) | |
The Rules
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Posted on June 25, 2014 at 03:29:20 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. The stallion took to the water with ease. At one time, the swim from island to island had been painful for him, as his aching hip and frontal bowed tendon churned through the waters. But the constant motion seemed to have aided him in the longrun. The buckskin stallion still walked with a hitch in his step, and the burning sensation always lingered, but his ailments were much easier to live with these days. The ocean's temperature was crisp, but nothing like the treks Kasabian made in the season prior. In fact, the fluid felt fine against his hide, with the sun hovering overhead. He watched Shazam from a few feet behind, lazy strides slicing through the currents, occasionally herding the mare in the right direction when her swimming patters went askew. Nostrils flared and the stallion licked his salty, whiskered lips as they emerged onto the shore. His golden hide glistened with a layer of seawater, the liquid falling down his legs and pooling at the bottom of his barrel. Emerald eyes scanned the nearly vacant terrain, nostrils taking in heavy breathes as he assessed who could live here, and whether or not their brief intrusion would be met with friendly banter or without. The stallion flicked a sopping wet tail between his legs as he watched Shazam scurry on. He did not rush to join her, instead, walking with slow strides in her wake, scanning the tops of the dunes in the distance for predators and equines alike. Eventually he urged his heaving frame into a trot and he hurried to reach her side, greeting her with a damp dap to the shoulder. "I'm sure it does." Kasabian spoke, smiling gently at her. "But what if there are towering mountains under water too? And we just don't know about them. Maybe that's where the fish hide and make their homes." Kasabian was temporarily infatuated by this creature, and was thoroughly enjoying her company. He hadn't felt this light in years. Nevertheless, he wasn't naive enough to think that this world was theirs, that there weren't others who might not take kindly to the fact that they were here, galavanting through their sands. "Look at that one," Kasabian spoke, bobbing his head to feature the tallest dune among the desert, not far in the distance. "That's the one we race down." KASABiAN 8 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |