The Lost Islands
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Gotta look this life in the eye[conquistador]


this is your home too Elliot Conquistador says making relief flood through every inch of the buckskin. His ears moved constantly listening to everything his brother was saying. Granted Conquistador wasn’t biologically his brother but growing up here in the paradise and listening to the gesture the pale palomino offered now, this made him Elliot’s brother. He missed Dia and Xina just as much as Conquistador did and as the young stallion proposed that Elliot help him get them back, all of them he could not help but feel excitement and hope bubble up.

Pulling himself from the angry sea that weighed down his limbs Elliot struggles to catch his breath before he is able to shake the excess water from his physic. Golden pinnars perk forward listening to the waves behind him and the still quiet that lay ahead. A frown slowly spreads across his ebony lips as Elliot moves forward with a cautious pace. Was his brother even here still? Elliot fears he left just like everyone else. Elliot had taken off in search of their family. It had taken a few days perhaps even a week or more but Elliot stands confident now that he could give Conquistador all the information he desired.

Elliot pushes himself onward heading towards the heart of his home and just as his final hoof left the sandy beaches his golden eyes laid on Conquistador. Opening his mouth to call to him Elliot hauls himself forward with a quicker pace desperate to share all the information he had gathered with him. Now Elliot had a pretty bad feeling that what he had to tell him, his brother wouldn’t like.

Conquistador, brother! Elliot calls as he finally closes the gap between them and goes to stand facing him but not directly in front. ”I’m sorry I left without notice, I went to find out family liked you asked” pausing for a breath Elliot shutters from the harsh bite of the sea water that still clung to his coat. ”crow, or little black bird as you call her got forced to the lagoon after one of their own ended up here” Elliot’s voice softens as shame washed through him. ”the leader of the lagoon is currently fighting to keep her there by another who challenged for her and two others”.
As he spoke Elliot could remember how small she had looked the moment he found her that day in the prairie. The memory caused him to force his emotions down that reared their ugly head with vengeance. ”I went back to the prairie where I first rescued crow and Dia is there. I didn’t get a chance to speak with her because the new lead was nearby but I do know where we can go to find her” Turning his head slightly to face Conquistador with a more assertive posture, Elliot breaths out slowly. ”as for xina, I saw her being escorted away by another stallion whom I don’t believe is part of the lagoon.” looking away Elliot gulps ”I’m so sorry Conquistador, I was not able to follow their tracks to find out where he took her”


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elliot ; two years ; mixed ; buckskin minimal overo ;
male ; out of sylvia by midas ; 15.3 hh wfg
secret's little prince

image used with permission from crimsy. bg © click html © joey 2014


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