The Lost Islands
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COME HITHER



The day was young and his legs ached for the run. So that's exactly what the little red colt did. He ran until his lungs screamed for mercy and his legs felt numb, but the colt just laughed and kicked up his heels with joy. This was living. This was what it was all about. But wait! He had to check on his mares. Tossing his head, he arched his little neck as he pranced around the outskirts of the herd. His vivid green eyes scanned the jungle for each figure, counting them off in his head. All seemed to be accounted for today. One mare was wandering further away from the others, though, grazing closer to the shore. Furrowing his brows, Alpha scowled in her direction, fully expecting her to turn around so when she didn't, he trotted over.

Reaching out, he aimed a sharp nip at her flanks, enough to get her attention. And if that didn't work, he'd circle around to snake his neck out and try to herd her back to the others. Sharp squeals left his lips, demanding she listen or face the consequences.


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Father to: none

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