The Lost Islands
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Use caution when the wolf comes knocking;(Zjeena)



He should not have let her go.

The wolf hated him.

Again and again he finds himself pacing the shores, the frothing waves coiling around his thick legs as he wades into the shallows and forces himself to remain still. He wanted to go to her, to charge through the surf and close the distance between Paradise and the Bay. He had agreed to this, just as Zjeena had urged him to. He knew with each passing day the time grew nearer and nearer until finally she was gone into the embrace of his enemy.

Were Liland an honorable or worthy foe, perhaps this would not have hurt so fiercely. Perhaps he could have understood it for the wellbeing of their herds... a way to force enemies to set aside differences and grow into allies stronger than any alliance.

No. He could not think that way. Thick skull is given a shake, riding any what if ideas from his mind. Blood seared through his veins, weighing down his heart until he feared it would explode. He should have begged her to stay. A sigh escaped his lips as a single foreleg strikes out at the swirling surf, droplets of water splashing against his chocolate hide. "Zjeena..." like a prayer her name falls softly from his quivering lips. He knew this would hurt, but he had not been prepared for how much. Would Liland be content with taking her womb? Would he try to keep her there as a captive? Was she hurt?

A new wave of anxiety overshadows the anger, threatening to drown him beneath the depth. Zjeena. By the gods how he needed her. The place where she stood felt barren and cold in her absence. He had done his best to keep Akela busy, to send him off with Medusa and Monster, or have him searching for the blue and green lizards that basked upon the sun-warmed sands of the beach. He could not face the boy... not yet. Not until Zjeena was home.

Teeth grind behind closed lips as he shifts his emerald green gaze to the rolling waves and beyond. He would give her time... but no more than a day before he would fight heaven and hell to get her back where she belonged... with him... with Monster... with Paradise and those who loved her most.


Rougaru
silver bay | stallion | 7yrs | 16.3 hh | mutt



photo by vantid @ tumblr



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