The Lost Islands
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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

Sinsof the father[claim]


He made the swim from Tinuvel in the direction of the commons. He had been here a few times before, but most of his trips were boring and wasted. Not many seemed to gather in the commons as they had when he was young. To go along with that, the residents of the islands seemed to be much less than he remembered. He had to resort to attacking over herds for members and soon he might even have to start stealing them as well. For now only his little sister kept him company, but she was little company to him. She did not speak and he needed a conversation to think about or manipulate. There was Persephone too, but she was only around for a month before she returned to her forest. Warsaw had to find another female to call his own. One that he could actually spread his lines with.

Warsaw pulled himself from the ocean by clinging to the wet sand at the beach’s edge. His body became heavier with water weight, but as he walked the shoreline, his coat began to dry. It was then he saw the ebony beauty walking inland. Her back was turned to him so he let loose his emotions. A large grin posted on his face, mocha eyes glistened with excitement, and his chest popped out. It was hard to collect himself, but he had a role to play in taking back the old islands. He had to restore Tinuvel to its former glory and then spread to the other island like the forest. In order for that to happen, he had to convince everyone he was a different stallion. Even this lass whom he did not know had to believe in his charm.

Of course that would not stop his claim.

The grey stallion approached, lateral gated like his spanish ancestors before him. Long, thick locks bounced against his neck as he approached her from behind. She would probably hear him coming, but let out a whinny of his presence anyway. His thick neck reached out and he placed a single, soft, nip on her rump before backing away so she could turn around to face him. That is if she desired to look directly in the eyes of her new King.

Warsaw
sins of the father
stallion | grey overo | 16hh | king of the inlet

html by russell for tay


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