The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
Silence can often be the loudest sound







If only to face another day
The cold air was a shocking experience for the new life that had joined the harsh world. Though it was the desert in which the foal was born, it was still much cooler than his mother’s body he had escaped from. The lights that surrounded him which was the sun were blinding and he blinked several times as his blurry vision was slowly becoming clearer. Shaking and weak, he turned his head to try and look around, his black ears flicking around towards different things that caught his attention. A red form beside him caught his most attention and the young colt turned his gaze upon his mother. It was golden brown eyes of his father’s that looked upon Alexa.


Styrke as he was quickly named tried to respond to his mother’s touch and made a first attempt on standing. His noodle like legs quickly gave out on him but after two more attempts he was able to stand. His wet black and white hide was covered in sand but he was quickly drying, leaving his mane and tail to stand up in every which direction.


((Geez this sucks. I’ll get better though, I promise ^.^))font>
Stryke
newborn – black tobiano—Razvan x Alexa -- Deaf -- Frost




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