The Lost Islands
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Mon Chéri
Posted on July 2, 2012 at 04:45:35 AM by nikola

Aralusian | Grullo (AA Dd ee) | 15 hh | Five | Fuchs


Nikola had been thinking about his family. Standing on one of the ledges of the rocky ridge of which his home was named, he looked down at the mares. Most of them stayed together. He'd seen Vesti and Larka talking and he hoped that meant she was becoming more social, more confident in her place by his side. And then there was Pierce, the demon he'd brought to his shores. As wicked as she was, he had hope for her. She was strong and if she would just focus her attention in the right direction she could lead the mares. But if she was going to snap at their heels and stomp on them mentally and emotionally.. perhaps she was not a good choice after all. The morning and early afternoon had been uneventful but now as the summer heat cooled off as the sun sat lower and lower in the sky he had more energy. And who better to spend it on than his black and white duchess. She may not be a leader but she held a special place in his life, his herd and his heart for sure.

Making his way down the winding worn paths that would lead him down and through the small wooded hideaway, Nikola nickered gently, luring his lover with a soft voice and a quiet adventure for them in store. He found her standing alone on the crest of a hill, staring off towards the sea. He gave another quiet nicker, approaching from behind. Placing small nips and kisses across the curve of her hip, up her side and finally at the turn of her neck. "Something bothering you, cher?" he murmured, voice husky on baited breath. "I thought we could go on a walk.."



N I K O L A



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