The Lost Islands
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First Breath After A Coma





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





She was pretty, he thought. Objectively so. Not necessarily his type, because Jabari used to have a type and none of that seemed to work for him. She was different than this aforementioned type, at least so far. And that was as far as he allowed his thoughts to go in this specific vein. This stranger did not seem worried about being caught, or at least, being stumbled upon by someone else.

His chestnut ears flick forward when she speaks, and he offers her a short-lived smile, his pink whiskered lips rising and falling back into a more neutral position. And then she's climbing again.

Jabari feels light and good, fresh and limber after his burst of a run against the beach. Without much hesitation, he follows her, scaling a few rocks easily. They only manage to move a few feet when she reveals her intention. Jabari's blue eyes cast up the boulder, looking out at the jutting cliff. From this position, it looked a great distance away. "Not if you know the shortcut." He offered with another sly grin, this one hanging on for a moment longer.

He's eager already, desperate even, to inch closer to her and lead the way. But he maintains his position, catching her eye once more when she offers her name. It's pretty. Objectively so. Like her.

"Jabari." He offers with the flick of his brown tail. "This way."



J A B A R I

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