The Lost Islands
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I stand Corrected

The mustang palomino waited, he felt that at least someone should at least answer his call. What did he have to do? Go find everyone who wanted to join? The stallion was thinking of maybe heading to the neutral lands to find his first mare.

He would explore his home later. But maybe would be a good time to explore? No mares yet showed up. Maybe he had to go find them?

His home was now the Ridge. It sort of reminded him of the Quarry, the first home he ever had here in the islands, there he was the beta stallion, then soon lead.

Sighing to himself, he would then trot off to explore his home, making sure those who should be here or wanted to be here would be found, and the intruders dealt with, maybe to talk to them and see if they wanted to stay, or walk them off his home. He wouldn't fight them off, he would just talk to them until he got his point across, though if he had to, he would fight.

He did his best to remember the way he was going. He wasn't sure who'd he find or if anyone would even stay here. He just hope that he could at least claim anyone if he felt up to finding his way to the neutral lands. Oh how he missed his family, his daughters and their mothers, and those that he bred with, but never got to meet his children.

He spotted a mare a lone. He wasn't sure what to do, he'd be nice though maybe. He walked over to the mare in a non-threatening manor. His ears were up, not back as he walked over to the buttermilk buckskin. He was young, yet he hoped that he wouldn't make her run. He parted his lips before he spoke. "Excuse me miss, I'm Rango lead of this land, it is called the Rainy Ridge." He then waited for her to speak or say something.

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