The Lost Islands
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hold me close so i don't fall apart

Maybe some part of you just hates me

Offering the ones you love the world, your world was not always the answer despite what Lyden grew up listening too. He had learned this the hard way recently which made him cringe at the thought as he strode through the underbrush of looming pines the forest offered. Alexander nibbled at strands of his tail for a couple of minutes before Lyden heard his son sigh heavily and turn to go seek out his mother who was near and or his siblings that Lyden could hear giggling nearby.his children and his family both of these things he is grateful for and even surprised to even have them still after everything he’d done in his life, and yet as he moved away from his perch and toward the sigh of his queen who barely caught his gaze he feels as though something is still missing.

Autumn is nearly upon the islands, wrapping it’s greedy fingers around every nook and cranny. His queen had been staying nearer to him which offered the longing for intimacy that he is craving although soon she’d end up becoming hormonal like the rest of his precious girls and for the first time since being old enough to understand what this season is all about – Lyden doesn’t find the urge to procreate as strong as it once was.

Ducking behind massive willow trunks Lyden’s goal was to allow himself time to stare at the magical beauty of gandy. Stopping to just stare at him often lifted his spirits much like it used to with Caesisus but when the scent of another stallion insulted his senses just as he emerged from the shadows followed by the sight of him Lyden tensed. Pale auditives lace backwards intertwining with his silky forelock while strong limbs carry the beast forward at a quick chopping pace showing his ill intention.

Parting lips open releasing a shrill challenging cry as Lyden moves directly towards the introduder leaving absolute no time for words to be exchanged to find out why he is here. Rage fuel him as he moves forward and throws his weight to his right attempting to knock the wind out of the young stud. ”get out” Lyden snarls just as his eyes begin to roll showing the whites of them ”NOW” twirling on his hindquarters Lyden pushes forward in a leap allowing his weight to shift through his physic and push his hind legs out towards the barrel of the stranger. Unfortunately for this unknown male, he came at the wrong time and Lyden is prepared to kill

cremello champagne sabino - eight - 16h - andalusian/saddlebred - leader of the forest
lyden
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