The Lost Islands
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the jaws that bite







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Even with the forest silent, the draft was still on edge. Cream still had yet to show her face, despite the fact he really did trust in her to return to him, he couldn't help his worries for her and their child. Their first child, Soda, had made her own appearance and was now trailing along after her father as he paced along the borders of their home that led to the beach. Staying still and quiet had driven the man nuts, so walking seemed to be the only escape. Soda herself was merely just tagging along to amuse herself.

"Don't worry daddy," the palomino mare started, picking her legs up and into a jog to appear near his shoulder. Jabs only slightly tilted his head to her, an eye curiously looking over her roman sloped face. "Momma will come back, she always does,"she finished when she noticed she had his attention. The man huffed, but finally slowed to a stop to allow his daughter to lay her head against his shoulder. was comforting really, and he needed that. To many of his family disappeared.

Opening his maw to allow some sort of words to escape, a flash of red catches the stallions attention up ahead. It wasn't stopping and didn't look like any coat he'd seen before. "Come on," he quickly urges, losing sight of the horse. The pair of them start off at a fast trot,before plunging into a gallop to catch up to this stranger, who by its scent was clearly another male. First the male lyden and now another. This land could belong to two, not three. Jabs was never one to lose his cool so quickly, but what if cream had been here with their babe? He shook his head, not wanting to think of that.

Ahead of them, the male was rubbing along the trees, entirely unaware of the pair of horses quickly rushing upon him. Soda slowed and stayed at a respectful distance, while jabs quickly caught up to the other stallion, moving into the trees alongside him to come up and around; hoping to block the path. Normally you'd find jabs slouching around like a lovestruck fool, but now that his family seemed threatened he straightened up as much as he could despite his height and his broad frame. His muscles were tense and ready to spring into action if the male decided he wanted to stay or noticed the frozen shape of Soda far behind him.

"That's far enough," he gruffly calls out to the red dun, dark orbs regarding the man coldly. "What business do you have with the forest?"

Jabberwocky
Stallion -- 9 -- Black [Ee aa] -- Lusitano x Ardennes Mix -- 15.2hh -- meggieboo
BanderSnatch x Aliyana


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