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.
and I'll tell you what you need... Posted on January 7, 2023 at 07:06:08 AM by teasel
Soon enough a call rings out to catch her attention, followed by the beat of hooves against the damp spring soil. Clods of mud fling from the boy's hooves as he lopes towards her, head low in an attempt to drive her where he wants. She pins her ears, snorting as she strikes a forehoof toward him. She is not as mobile as she would like, belly swollen as it is, but her leg still flies with surprising speed, though it is more a warning than anything serious. The young stallion halts a little too soon for her pawing to have been the reason, and instead he decides to speak.
That's better, she thinks, though she narrows her mismatched eyes at him, her moon white face flecked with bits of mud from when he drew up short before her.
"Well, Raegar, I think you ought to ask me nicely, and I might go with you without a fuss." Her voice is somewhere between teasing and very, very serious. There is a conflict within her too complex for her to pick at now. He wants her to come home with him? No one in her brief history has ever told her so plainly that they wanted her to be with them, and it is exciting to her, even coming from a stranger here in the Commons.
"My name is Teasel," she says, and then she looks to the ground, suddenly feeling the weight of her sadness. "I grew up in the Prairie." And I want to go back but I can't, she doesn't say. Replies: