The Lost Islands
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Common

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.

The Birds speak millions


The humans had come for her herd, with those things that fly over head. Her six month foal had been at her side at the time when they ran with the rest of the herd. But somewhere along the root her son had been split off and she found herself plunging into the warming ocean water. With the ocean warm she knew winter was around the corner but she swam and swam until she landed upon the shores of a strange land. In the distance she could see a few islands but paid them little heed. SHe turns to stare at where she came and called out for her son. She paced the beach for some time before turning to head inland.

She feared for her six month old son, if he made it out of human clutchs what would happen to him?

What was gonna happen to her? She was herdless now. Her ears flicked as she gazed around this common type area before lowering her dial to the grasses that were browning with the fall. She grazed her ears listening to everything around her.

Cherokee:.:Mare:.:10:.:15HH:.:Red roan Brindle:.:Katie



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