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.

The Birds speak millions


She didn't know what would become of her now. She needed a herd, this living on your own, it wasn't safe. Perhaps she should stop filling her stomach and go looking for a herd, she didn't think one would come find her. Of course it was mating season and all the stallions around were probably on high on their testasterome so they might find her. However; that didn't meant they'd offer her a home just a seed to plant in her womb.

She snorts as she ferociously pulls at the grass as she tries to decide what to do. However; her ears flick as the sound of hoof beats are drawing nearer. She lifts here head up just as a stallion approachs her and speaks but in a language she doesn't understand. She snorts at him.excuse me?She says confused.

What did he say? His words were gruff she could tell that much but she couldn't tell what it was he said. She paws the ground a bit nervously as she waits for him to respond.

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



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