The Lost Islands
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a greeting I send to you.

Aralusian | Grullo | 15 hh | Five | Fuchs


There was not enough light shining down on the pair that he would be able to note her skeletal appearance, her malnourished form. If he had, he wouldn't have brought her so far before letting her rest. Still, they were here now and she didn't seem all that pleased. When she snapped back at a more than friendly offer, his snorted in response but did not raise his voice. She was tired, it was late and she was eager to meet the herd. Herd. Did two mares make a herd? He wasn't sure and was suddenly feeling a touch of embarrassment. If she was expecting a kingdom of rolling hills filled with countesses, she was to be disappointed.

"Larka should be around shorly," and just as he spoke her name she appeared out of the darkness. He lightened up, reaching for her with his nose, touching her shoulder as he did when they first met in the same place he'd found Pierce and brought her home. "Larka, this is Pierce," feeling the need to make introductions since he had been the one to bring her home. "Unfortunately that is all the herd I have to offer at the moment but I hope that we can all get along and become good friends," looking between the two, trying to assess their first impressions.


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