Falls
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on November 23, 2020 at 00:54:29 AM by Rougaru
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Rougaru moved with the purposeful gait of a stallion on a mission. His dark emerald eyes darkened as strong muscles tensed beneath his sleek mahogany skin. Torstens attempted raid on Monster was the last thread broken in an already feebly woven vine. The Lagoon. Cullen had questions that demanded answers and he would be damned if he let the damned stallion continue to hide behind a frayed alliance that somehow continued to end in his favor. After ensuring Monster was unharmed, albeit a bit more pissed off than her normal demeanor, the large stallion had taken to the ocean, once more headed for the main island. Years of being forced into something akin to diplomacy cause him to divert his path from the Lagoon instead in favor of the falls. The wolf still screamed for blood and he knew that if he went into the Lagoon now, more than just lost tempers would flame between them. The roaring sound of the falls had a strangely soothing effect on the stallion. Where only moments ago, the wolfs guttural baritones were loud enough to cause his head to ache, the crashing of water over rocks is enough to lull the beast into silence. For a few moments, Rougaru allows himself to drop his head and graze on the grasses that still sprout fresh and green near the rocky outcropping. Instead of letting his mind wander to things that had yet come to pass, instead he focused on the sweet flavors of the grass on his tongue and the calming effect of the ever steady falls. That is, until a pretty voice pierces the silence. Surprise was not the best choice of words that come across Rougaru now. Complete surprise left his mouth agape as she sidled up to him with lilted words that were foreign to his own ears but clearly meant for someone dear to her. In that moment, the noise of the falls is forgotten and he allows himself the luxury of holding the golden girl close. A wolfish grin spreads across his whiskered lips as he drapes his thick neck across her own, noting the hot burn of her skin for the first time. I dare say you have me confused with another he murmurs, inhaling a deep breath of her intoxicating aroma and wuffing his own breath against her skin, savoring the exotic flavors that do not ring familiar to his senses. 
silver bay | stallion | 7yrs | 16.3 hh | mutt |
Replies:
- that is what we are - By çiçek November 25, 2020 at 03:04:01 AM
- Use caution when the Wolf comes aknockin; - By Rougaru December 4, 2020 at 02:06:10 PM
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