The Lost Islands
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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

First Breath After A Coma





I would honestly love you now,
But I would lovingly let you down.





Jabari resisted the urge to paint a brilliant picture of Luthien, of the rolling golden hills in autumn, of the warm weather, sleeping under the stars. Those tales felt old and stale. They were his father's, not his, to tell. And he honestly couldn't say what Luthien looked like these days. He was too afraid to go back. But he could see the gears behind Faelyn's eyes working, dreaming up some far away place. A simper of a smile crossed his pink lips, but it disappeared just as quickly as it came.

The painted stallion stayed silent as she mused over Paradise, making a sound argument for her departure. He nodded his head once, twice, in understanding. "It sounds like you know what you want, then." He offered casually with the flick of his copper tail.

Then the conversation took an awkward turn for them both. Jabari watched behind his icy blue eyes as she squirmed underneath his compliments. Much to his surprise, she did not shy away from her interest in wanting to go -somewhere - with him. And he listened as she attempted to return the favor. He grinned, and allowed a soft chuckle to escape from his whiskered lips, before reaching his nose to her shoulder to offer a light and friendly tap. "That was kind of you to say."

She gave him one last chance, it seemed, before shrugging off the opportunity and returning to graze. Jabari watched her silently for several minutes, unsure of what to do next. The immediate need to please her pounded in his chest, but what the hell was he going to do with a 2-year-old filly tailing him? He was aimless, without a home. He wasn't confident in his ability to protect her, if need be. But Jabari didn't want to hurt her feelings, either.

"Tell you what." He said, his ears flicking back and forth as the idea formed in his head. "Come back and try again. In the daytime next time, and when the sky is clear. Some young stud will sweep you right up." He said. "But if you don't like them." His voice trailed off as he cocked a brow. "You can find me in the Ridge. Do you know where that's at?"



J A B A R I

Stallion | Brienne x Shamwari | Chesnut Overo | 15.2 h| Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl
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