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



It actually wouldn't surprise him at this point if Melisma did show interest in moving up in rank. Before, he never would have guessed it. She was so withdrawn, reclusive. She didn't think of herself as much of anything and he only wanted to change her opinion of herself. But seeing her step up and challenge Galexia for the desert made him more proud than he could ever word correctly. She had it in her if she only looked deep inside herself. Of course, he was just glad to see her standing up for something she believed in. Who knew what the future could hold for her? It seemed more and more of his herd mares were growing restless without a female lead in charge. He knew it would be too easy to just pick someone to fill the spot but he didn't want that for them. He wanted them to agree on a leader, someone they could all go to for guidance or look to for advice. Someone they wouldn't hesitate to follow if anything ever happened to him.

Maybe it would take some time for that but he wasn't in a hurry. It would happen naturally. He was sure of it. He could tell Melisma still didn't see what he saw when he looked at her but he only grew more determined to keep telling her about it till she did. He also liked seeing the mischeveous side to the mare as she asked if he was sure he could handle her company. He chuckled and tossed his head. "I would like nothing more than to prove just how much I can handle it." His lips tugged into a smirk as his eyes twinkled. As she stepped closer, he felt himself go still as a statue, not wanting to ruin this moment of her truly reaching out, something she'd never done before. He didn't want to move too suddenly and break the spell or spook her so he even stopped breathing for a moment as her nose trailed softly across his cheek.

A warm smile lit up his features and his skin quivered with pleasure as her lips moved down his neck and nuzzled into his mane. He closed his eyes, savoring the touch as he let her explore. When he felt her gaze on him, he slowly opened his eyes and snorted gently. The corner of his lips twitched as he turned his head ever so slightly toward her. "I am at your mercy, Melisma. Do as you will with me."


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

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