The Lost Islands


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Grai had been waiting for Soda to return. Since his impromptu departure of the Inlet, he’d only left a note for her. He suspected her wait was more due to the girls than to not wanting to come. It still was scary. The voice at the back of his head; the dark thoughts he shoved so firmly down, continued to berate him. Telling him that she wasn’t coming.

He was thrilled when he heard her call. His heart leaped in his chest. So far, he’d been mostly alone in the Ridge. Her voice was a welcomed break from the insect and bird calls. That was the biggest difference from Atlantis to Tinuvel. The noises. In Tinuvel, it had been cold wind and wolf song. Here it was birds and insects and water. There was quite a bit of weather too.

It was also horribly humid. But Grai suspected he’d get over it once he’d shed his Tinuvel coat. He galloped down the paths, taking a few jumps here and there as he made his way to the beach. To where his family was gathered. He let out an excited whinny at the group as he barreled at them.

“Soda, Alethi, Naomi!” He called, pushing his hooves into the sand and sliding to a stop. His haunches nearly hit the ground, but that was alright. A move his mother had taught him all those years ago when running and playing in the sands of the dunes. “Welcome home!” He danced about the group, reaching out to nuzzle Soda.
Grai
STALLION * SIX * MIXED * CHESTNUTee Aa Ff * 15.2 HH * THE RIDGE * SIRE OFNONE * BADR X VESTI
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