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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 July 20, 2020 at 05:51:36 PM by CAIN

The draft stallion slowly made his way farther into the herd lands. He could feel his side bruising from Ironclad's back hooves but otherwise, he felt he'd gotten off pretty good this time around. He did wonder if the two year old would be back next season to try again for young Cerosi but Cain would never mind going to bat for her as long as she wished to remain here. He wanted to seek her out at some point and ask what she thought of the younger stallion. Would she want to go be in his herd? Cain had no problem with Ironclad and would gladly give her leave if that's what she wanted. He only wished the young stallion would learn how to communicate better and maybe they could have avoided the battle altogether. He didn't want to hurt the stallion. He was just defending his herd. The tobiano didn't consider himself of those stallions that wouldn't allow a mare to go somewhere else if that's what she truly wanted. None of his members were captive here so he didn't understand why other herd stallions would challenge first without trying to talk it through.

Maybe other stallions thought that's what had to happen but he wasn't one of them. With a sigh, the paint made his way across the sandy dunes, taking his sweet time since there was no rush to be anywhere. When he saw the oasis up ahead, he smiled and walked right into the water, lowering himself once he got in up to his knees so that he could roll and wash away the dirt and sweat from the battle. The fall air was cool and he shivered a bit but didn't mind it. Once he was done, he stood and walked back to the shore, stopping to shake out his coat before he found some grass to nibble on. His ears flicked alertly toward his herd to make sure all was well, his brown gaze soft as he looked over the mares and felt blessed for what he had.

Cain_stallion_6yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert

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

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Replies:

wise men wonder - By CEROSI July 21, 2020 at 05:46:19 AM
- bite me - By CAIN July 23, 2020 at 09:14:19 PM
  - wise men wonder - By CEROSI August 2, 2020 at 07:31:36 PM
    - bite me - By CAIN August 10, 2020 at 01:39:39 AM

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