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 March 24, 2020 at 00:58:12 AM by CAIN



He hated watching Harlequin and Geneva go at each other in battle. He hated the idea of feeling helpless and that's exactly how he felt watching them mark each other up. He had wished they could bond and peacefully decide on someone to lead them and make decisions for the mares of the herd but it seemed they had other ideas. He couldn't lie; he liked his mares fiesty and they certainly proved to be just that. They were survivors and fighters and he was proud of each and every one of them. He knew Geneva didn't do it out of spite. She was a nurturer by nature and seemed to mother the other mares. He liked seeing her trying to pull them all together and make a herd of them. It wasn't easy but she was determined. He came back from his last fight for Primrose feeling more down in the dumps than ever.

He had failed her and Paisley, not once but twice. It tore at his ego but more than that, it tore at his heart. He was supposed to be her protector, to be the strong role model for Paisley and he had let them both down. Now Primrose would be at Ruger's mercy and so would Paisley and he hated himself for that. When he saw Geneva in the distance, he couldn't help but nicker and trot toward her. He still had a slight limp from his fight with Ruger but he didn't think nothing of it. His gaze wandered over her own wounds and his brows furrowed with worry. She was hurt and probably so was Harlequin. He trotted closer and reached out his muzzle. "Geneva....what can I do?" He looked over her wounds again as if silently asking if they hurt, if he could do anything for her to help with the pain.

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Father to: Akello(xVihaan), Legolas(xGeneva), Paisley(xPrimrose)

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