The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
bite me
Posted on November 11, 2019 at 02:10:51 AM by CAIN



She only continued to give him a blank stare when he spoke of the weapons the humans used against him. He wouldn't expect her to understand. None of the island horses would, for none of them were ever held captive by such a small but brutal creature. He wouldn't lie to her about breeding with any pretty face that offered. After all, spreading his lineage throughout the islands was a goal of his. He could sense her hesitation as she went to move her foreleg, almost as if it hurt and his brow furrowed, if only for a moment. He hadn't meant to damage her, but she seemed like a tough mare. He was sure she would recover in no time. That sneer was back on her pretty lips when she put down her hoof though, taunting him about breeding being exhausting. He snorted and rolled his eyes. "No, not exhausting. But defending my herd and my future children; that is the role I will gladly exhaust myself doing."

He did not envy mares for having the carry the children. It just looked uncomfortable. He'd seen them so big he thought their stomachs might burst. They huffed and they puffed and that wasn't even the hardest part. No, he wouldn't give anything to be a mare and have to bear that burden of giving birth to a foal. But he would help out in any other aspect that he could. She smiled when he said that he could tell she would take more energy to escort. She told him that not all mares would make it easy and she wanted to be unforgettable. He chuckled. "That shouldn't be problem. I have yet to come across an 'easy' mare since arriving on these god forsaken islands. So many snobs expecting a red carpet roll out." He shook his head. She gave him a challenge, but at least she didn't sick other stallions on him and scream and protest like that damn Everglow.

Proud mares on these islands, all of them as far as he could tell. When Harlequin dove into the water, he dove in after her, sighing in contentment as the salty water stung his wounds. He let her lead until she went in the wrong direction. Then he happily picked up the pace and moved past her to lead her back on track. She was still quicker to reach the shores. He smirked to himself as he came ashore and shook the water from his coat. He let her look around and tilted his head as she raised her own defiantly. She spoke of the desert being a dump and he raised a brow. "I wouldn't call you a beggar. It's only a dump if you look at it that way." He scowled thoughtfully as he looked out over the place he called home. So many looked down on it and called it a dump, a wasteland, uninhabitable. But he saw the beauty in the sand dunes and the magic of the oases scattered throughout it.

Maybe in time she would see it too. Maybe they all would. Otherwise, let them think of it as a waste. Then maybe fewer would dare to try to take it from him so he could keep his herd safe. She grinned then and raised a brow before saying that she wouldn't be breeding any time soon. He frowned, disappointed in her choice but what could he do? He didn't want to hurt her again trying to force it. She wasn't as meek or scared as Primrose was. Finally he sighed and shook his head. "Fine, I'll give you a pass. Maybe by next season, you'll know the worth of carrying my foal." He arched his own brow in challenge. In time, he would show them all how worthy he was as a lead stallion, as a protector. As a father.

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