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

I stopped grazing and lifted my head up. I saw a stranger coming at me. I was feeling nervous, and my heart started pounding. I haven't met any strangers since I left home. Everybody knew who I was, mostly because of my coat color and my family. My family always made me nervous. I lost count of how many cousins and nephews and nieces I had. Some left to live in the nearby isles, and some stayed. I always hated the nearby isles. They were filled with snobs and idiots, the two things I couldn't stand. I remember that one of those islands had a volcano on it. It looked like it was going to erupt soon, but they denied it. I didn't know if I wanted to believe them or not, they were stupid sometimes. There was no volcano on my island, just some hills and a big mountain that I wouldn't dare climb on. I heard that the mountain was haunted or cursed by humans.
I vaguely remember what had happened on that mountain. The details were sketchy, and it seemed like a legend now. My attention focused on the approaching small tobiano stranger, did they come to say hi or start a fight with me? ""You look like you're fresh to the islands, Have you been here long?" The stallion asked me. "No, I just recently arrived. I am Hali'a from the Shipwrecked Islands. I have come to find a new home. What is this place called?"

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

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