The Lost Islands
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There is no love, just appetite;






There is no love, just appetite.
And it's consequences keep you up at night.



Kasabian could feel the humidity as it settled in, the strong stench of rain filling his nostrils as the day's sky began to fade. Emerald eyes studied the looming clouds in the distance, a few wispy strands of the stallion's forelock covering one eye briefly. The storm had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, but Kasabian was not surprised. The weather on the islands changed without a moment's notice, especially on Atlantis, thanks in part to its warmer climate.

The tawny stallion suppressed a smile as the younger male eagerly accepted his proposal. The young stallion seemed harmless enough, and to be honest, it had been weeks since Kasabian had seen any of the usual residents in the Ridge lately. He wasn't certain many were still lingering here at all. Who was here for him to hurt? No one. Who was here for Kasabian to protect? Well, no one, it seemed. Except maybe Sigrun, and even she too, seemed to be gone already.

When Grai introduced himself Kasabian bobbed his profound head, extending his muzzle to the young stallion to order to a friendly breath. "You live with the pony king then?" Kasabian asked, his thick tail trailing gently over his hocks in the passing breeze. Kasabian had never met Dogun in person, but knew of him. He had met Freya on the Crossing once. A hint of smirk cracked the stallion's whiskered lips upon hearing Grai speak again. "It's still early into spring. The nights stay relatively cool here. Especially if you find a cavern to hole up in."

It wasn't until Kasabian caught Sigrun's scent one final gust of wind that it dawned on him. The nordic mare had shared with him that she was from the Inlet. Perhaps she knew Grai, too. "We recently welcomed a new mare to the Ridge that goes by the name of Sigrun. I collected her from the Lagoon some time ago. I believe she too, was from the Inlet. Do you know her?" Perhaps Kasabian was sharing too much. He wasn't in a position to be giving mares away, given the dwindling number who called this place home. But it seemed rude not to connect the pair if they indeed were friends at some time.


KASABiAN
11 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl







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