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.

Running away (open)

I was glad that I left my birth island. I got tired of seeing the same fruit, seeing the same shipwrecks, seeing the same human ruins, and the same horses. There were mixed reactions to me leaving.
They compared me to Uʻilani, my great aunt. Who left the island a long time ago to explore the world. I wouldn't blame her, either. The island was just a boring place. The horses were scared, to be honest. Many of them had ancestors who were owned by humans in a way. Half of them were shipwrecked, and the other half were owned by humans that used to live on the island. But they left in a hurry because of a plague, and they didn't take the horses with them.
ancestors were hurt by their decision, but they quickly got over it as they started to enjoy living free. I should enjoy my freedom from home, but I really can't. I really didn't know where I was. Likewise, I looked around and saw no human remains. That was a good thing. And it was getting late also. It was twilight, and I suppose whoever lives here went back to their herd for the night.
I had a feeling there were some horses who liked to stay out after sunset. And I'm pretty sure one of them would come up to me. I didn't mind strangers. I hadn't socialized since I left the island. But right now I was hungry. I put my head down and started grazing away at the yummy grass.


OOC: lame post, trying to get him started out

8 years | Cremello Splash | Loner | Azteca x Spanish Mustang

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