The Lost Islands
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Use caution when the wolf comes knocking;



The wolf follows her. She is exhausted despite the fire that burns in her eyes. The progression to Atlantis is slow and he does not force her with bites of urgency or nudges of demand. His thick muscular legs propel him with ease through the turbulent waters, angling his body nearer to hers to keep her on track for Paradise. When finally he feels the malueable sands underfoot, only then does he hang back into the shallows the allow her the freedom to come ashore of her own accord. A single dial twitches as he watches her. It was his favorite part. He lingers in the shallows, the salt water rolling around his knees and tugging the cream and caramel colored strands of his tail towards the shores. Even from the distance he can see the gleam in her eyes as she takes in the shores of white sand and leafy palms. A small grin tugs his lips upward as her nostrils quiver, taking in the foreign smells and familiar horseflesh. As if on que she moves forward, that elegant neck arching and obsidian tail lifted for attention.

Just like his viper. Only the gods knew what he would two with two such like creatures around.

Thick skull is given a shake as he prances forward, spraying ocean water into the retreating tide. For a moment he pauses in the white foaming sands, shaking his skin with vigor and determination. Salt was not exactly comfortable when dried to the skin. Ears prick amid the tangle of his mane as he turns to her, emerald eyes gleaming "Not so bad is it?" he asks, a smug grin playing upon his wolfish features.




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



photo by vantid @ tumblr



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