The Lost Islands
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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

turn men into monsters


Vadim hadn’t been paying attention to his surroundings, not expecting anyone to approach him, especially in his current state. So, when a voice spoke up, it startled him a bit. Head jerking up, stems of grass poking out of his lips while a few others fluttered back down to the ground. It had brought his buried ears forward from his mane, his gaze staring at the red and white stranger briefly, before he blinked and tilted his head away in embarrassment while swallowing down his mouthful of grass.


“Yeah, I’m fine.” Vadim answered once he could, his gaze swinging back over to the stranger. He had never seen anyone so starkly contrasting before, and living on the Crossing, he had seen many. If they had been in the Commons, he might have even laid claim to the other stallion and driven him back to the Lagoon so that the darkness would at last finally have a splash of color. Maybe even so that he could have company instead of being alone. “I haven’t seen you here before. Who are you?” he couldn’t help but ask. The smell of salt and sea that drifted from the strange did not help on guessing where he was from.

html: reba | art: frost
stallion | draft x | Dunalino Pintaloosa | 18hh





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