The Lost Islands
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Bitter as the Nettle



The young colt waited patiently for any of the former horses to make an appearance. The young boy hoped that at least one had stayed, he wanted to claim territory for him and his mother to have a home, to finally be around other horses, for family. A crease formed between his eyes as he looked over at his mother, she had gone far away again. Her eyes were glazed over and her ears hung slack as the skinny mare looked off into nowhere. Sato shuffled his feet and looked away the sight breaking his heart, she had steadily gotten worse as the time passed and there was nothing the stallion could do about it. Approaching hoof beats reached his ears a slight moment before he turned his head to see the duo approaching. Put on a smile Sato. Maybe things will get better

The skeletal stallion gave the mare and colt a warm smile that softened the edges of his face. He swished his tail a bit nervously, he had never been placed in this sort of situation before and he didn’t quite know what to say to the red pair. Sato stepped closer to El Cardo just a fraction, his need to protect her still tapping on the fish bowl. The white dusted boy cleared his throat to speak as another pair made their way to him. He was quite surprised of course to see the two mares sticking around. No matter he welcomed all of the company. He gave the lightly colored mare and her son a bright smile.

“Hello Ladies.” He chuckled softly “I am Sato and this is my mam El Cardo.” He nodded to the thin mare standing behind him. The brevity of the colt giving the young leader a pleasant surprise. “I am very happy to meet you Brulee.” Sato tried to relax but he was not feeling all to comfortable, he had made the decision to wait to speak to the mares of the Dunes while Badr was still around was coming back to bite him on the rump. He could feel the agitation coming from the light mare and he was not quite sure how to handle it. He had hopped by choosing the Dunes as a place to make his home would have made things slightly easier since he had already been residing there for a while. Sato had been to shy to make an appearance though. “I am very sorry that I didn’t not introduce ourselves when we first came to live here, I was Badr’s second for a short time before he took his leave.” He gave the small group warm smiles. “I do hope that we can all become acquainted though and that you will chose to stay here.”

sato
Stallion. Sabino Pally. 2 revolutions. 15.1hh. Dunes. Son of El Cardo.
character and text by trepidation.
character by trepidation, html by russell.
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[OOC; sorry this is bad, im still tryin to get used to playing him alone and sorry for the wait!]

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