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



He could tell she recognized the words as she moved closer, arching her pretty neck and dancing as gracefully as any ballerina. The mischief that twinkled in her eyes enticed him as he watched her with a hungry expression. He knew she'd made that promise back when they first met. She didn't know anything about him and probably never thought she'd want his affections. He was glad she'd changed her mind. Looking at Twinge, he couldn't get over how beautiful she was. His second daughter in the world and he couldn't be more proud. She reached otu to nip at him and he chuckled, his ears pricking as she said to be careful, that reminding her might not work out in his favor. He shook out his mane and licked his lips as if the nip only turned him on, his eyes darkening as he watched her.

"Then I'll just have to work that much harder to change your mind....again." He said with a coy smirk. She made a comment on his genitalia next and he laughed a little harder this time. His voice dropped to a dangerous murmur. "I would welcome the pain if only to enjoy your company as much as you'll allow." His body melted to her touch as the black and white mare curled around him like a possessive cat. He did enjoy this new side of Harlequin he was getting to see. As he turned to Twinge again, she giggled and he swore his heart skipped a beat the innocent sound. His face melted into a smile as she told him it tickled and then rubbed against his foreleg. He chuckled as he glanced at her mother. "Someone has been watching their mother." Though he didn't mind in the slightest, reaching down to gentle nibble and nuzzle at her mane.

Harlequin was silent for a time which drew his attention more than anything. The draft stallion wasn't used to her being quiet. The paint mare never had trouble finding something to say. When she did speak, it was to compliment him and he couldn't help but smirk as she rubbed her head against him. Just as he did wtih Twinge, he nuzzled at her neck before nipping teasingly at her ear as he murmured. "I'll keep trying till it turns to gold, then." He gave her a playful wink.


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Father to: Akello(xVihaan), Legolas(xGeneva), Paisley(xPrimrose), Carbon(xGeneva), Zena(xZubeia), Twinge(xHarlequin), Vulcan-adopted (xBerit)

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