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 Ways of the World

Yngvar wounds were healing from the war. His family was safe and he returned to the Badlands a few days ago to rest. He watched as Ro interacted with the rest of the herd, how he had mares talking with him and loving his attention. He was pretty sure Ro wouldn't mind him having his own mare or two but Yngvar hasn't learned a whole lot about talking to mares when they weren't related to you. He observed Ro when ever he got the chance to try and pick up pointers. Today was the day, he was gonna swim to the main island and see if he can pick up a lady of his own.

He calls out to Ro and the herd before turning to the ocean and rushing into the waves. The water sprays up around his face but he presses on through the current of the ocean. His ears are back as he pushs and pushes his body toward the mainland. Finally his hooves hit solid ground and he pulls himself out of the water and with a few quick shakes most of the water is gone from his pelt.

He warily looks around him and moves off toward the common area. His ears now twitching this way and that listening to his surroundings. He comes upon a small hill in which he chooses to pause and observe those around him. Horses congregate here talking and socializing. His eyes land on one lone mare however and he watches her for a few moments before calling to her.

Well here goes nothing. He thought and picked up a trot till he was right by her but still gave her her space.Hey, I'm YngvarHe greets her his ears on her now.

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