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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.

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you'll never know the beauty I see when you open your shadows




Ever bent to the whims of her wanderlust, Drosera had found herself in lands anew. The Noriker mare was a traveler, and had been for quite some time. Even when she was a babe she would plead to follow the scouts, to trail with negotiators of her homeland. She would often find company with storytellers and find inspiration in their tales. The moment she was able to catch a taste of her freedom was the moment that she would be her happiest. For this, she hardly ruminates on her former lives. Her childhood and adolescence were rooted as core memories. However, the rest were fleeting moments, like comets flitting across a moonless sky.
She treads a well worn path slowly, simply curious as to where it would take her. The scent of sea water lingers on her coat. Her ashen blonde mane and tail both are tousled from her travels, slightly darkened from the saturation of the water. Striped hooves plod against the dirt with rhythmic thuds. She gives her head a toss to force the cascade of soaked, ashy blonde curls from sticking to her face. She exhales a soft snort, licking her lips and slows to grab a mouthful of grass tipped with wildflowers.





Drosera

NORIKER | MARE | FLAXEN LIVER CHESTNUT VARNISH ROAN | 15.2HH


CODING © WRAITH ♦ IMG © LARIAN STUDIOS



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