~ you carry both lightning and thunder
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He has stayed near to Isabel every moment since they have came to the Lagoon. They were inseparable. He was her protector and her friend. She also reminded him of home and she helped to keep his feelings of being homesick at the back of his mind. A sigh escapes his lips as she presses herself into him, until he realizes why she is. His glacial eyes glance up at a large stallion who makes his approach, and he swallows hard agains the fear that clenches at his throat. His ears flick within his wisps of onyx mane, as he strains to hear what they are saying.
He nods as Isabel mentions maybe they could sneak away, but they do not plot quick enough as the stallion draws his attention to them and begins to make his way over. Would you like to go home? Sigurðr's mouth falls agape as the man speaks and numbly he begins to nod his head up and down. "Ye..Yes..Yes please," he finally manages to say. He had barely spoke the words when another stallion makes his way from the shadows and begins to laugh and chastise the man for thinking they could leave. His head jerks back and forth as he listens to them begin to argue but it quickly morphs into another scuffle.
Fear widens his eyes as he pushes himself back into Isabel and he can feel his body begin to shiver. Would they ever be rid of this place?
Out of the corner of his eye a movement draws his attention, and he feels Isabel break from his side and go to a pale woman he recognizes as Ysabel. His heart thunders wildly against his chest as he realizes that after all, they would be coming for them. He follows slowly after Isabel, his glacial eyes look up at Ysabel and a smile traces his lips. "You have come for us?" he asks with a tilt of his crown.
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Björn and Lagertha stand at the edge sea together, they watch silently together as Ysabel moves from the jungle and into the frothing water. As one they step into the sea, they know that to be successful this will need to be done in one swift attack. The water surrounds them and with each stroke they move toward the Lagoon.
They do not slow at the edge of the surf, no they all enter the jungle. Each one moves in their own direction and search for the stolen foals. Lagertha's hooves find purchase against the sand and finally the soft mossy floor of the Lagoon, dark eyes narrow as she looks for the bright colored filly and her nephew. IF she comes upon any Lagoon trash, she will insure they feel her hooves and her teeth across their skin. Björn separates from his sister and moves with ease through the jungle, glacial eyes search the shadows for his son. The sound of a scuffle draws him closer until finally Lagertha and him emerges from the foliage. His ears disappear into his thick unkempt mane as he watches the scene unfold. A short Fjord stallion, who he immediately recognizes from his encounter in the Forest and an unknown male, battle in the clearing.
A bugle rips from between his lips as he charges down on them, his ears pin tightly against the sinewy muscles of his neck. A movement out of the corner draws his eye as he recognizes Siobhan who now charges with him toward the scuffle. Lagertha trains her eyes on Ysabel and the foals, her dark eyes soften as she looks upon her nephew. "Ysabel, take them all to the Ridge. We will insure NOONE follows you," she says as she jerks her head toward her brother, Siobhan and the battling males. She does not hesitate to lunge toward them, her dark ears lay against her skin. A growl bubbles up into her throat as she closes the distance between them. This fool of a Lagoonie stands no chance as all of them come down upon him.
Björn's lips peel back to reveal his teeth as he aims an attack at the Adolfo, his glacial eyes narrow. This bastard will pay for his atrocities. He will insure that if this man falls, he will never rise again.
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Sigurðr's heart thunders in his chest as he searches for his dad. There! There he is. An excited nicker escapes his lips as he steps closer to them, but something warns him that now is not the time. Spotted Girl!! She bursts from the jungle, and briefly looks at him before she too turns and launches at their captor. "Show em, spotted girl! he squeals as he watches with excitement.
Sigurðr - Icelandic mutt - Yearling - Silver Grullo Sabino Chimera
Heir of the Ridge