The Lost Islands


dreams feel REAL while we're in them [any]

thinking of you...

...wherever you are
The rain had passed for the present, but it was still hovering over the Ridge. Grai figured it would burst any time. But the fact that it hadn’t worried him. This was the dry season. It meant little for the rain forest, it was still far wetter and far warmer than Tinuvel had been. Yet it left the air with a crackle.

The red boy stood on one of the many rocky outcroppings, looking over the land. Perhaps he really had jumped the gun. He definitely felt that way lately. The wind whipped against his face and he shook his mane out. He’d come out here, he’d made his choice. He had to sleep in the bed he’d made. Besides, he knew that he and Soda were going to have a kid. She was showing now that winter had hit.

He was going to be a father. He hadn’t heard from the Lagoon about a new mare. He wasn’t sure how that was going to go. If it was even going on. He’d made the agreement of course… he did try not to think about the encounter however. No more ghosts. So far, the repeated phrase had been having the desired effect. Kel hadn’t risen from the shadows since he’d left the Crossing. Maybe…

Maybe he just needed to stay away.

((OOC — Weather is dry, rains are going to be scattered and when they do hit, its less than the rest of the year. Please keep this in mind for future posts in season))
Grai
STALLION * SIX * MIXED * CHESTNUTee Aa Ff * 15.2 HH * THE RIDGE * SIRE OFSCARLETT BY SODA * BADR X VESTI
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