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Your King Asmodeus
Your Queen ~~Nyimara~~
The Second None
The Herd Name, Name, Name		The Sub-Herd Name, Name, Name
Allies Name (Land)		Enemies Solomon (Cove)
The Rules There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue. We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc. The King and Queen have final say in all matters.

Live through this ~~lie~~
Posted on April 8, 2015 at 02:45:07 PM by S H A MWARI

Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived.

The swim from the Crossing to the Desert was, well, awkward. Instead of breaching the topic of our brotherhood (something far more personal than the band we both currently reside in on the island,) I remained quiet, listening to my heart beat loudly in my ears with each passing cycle of my legs against the current. My joints ached about half way through the journey, my hooves slicing through the liquid over and over again, propelling me forward. I had traveled from Luthien to the Crossing, and just once, in my short life span. I am sure I looked as uncomfortable as a I felt ambling through the choppy waters.

Kasabian too remained quiet during the swim. Occasionally the older stud, who seemed rather disgruntled by Felony's order to babysit me, would snort or grunt to get my attention when I went off course. Other than that, the buckskin stallion never said a word to me.

Eventually we washed up on shore. I watched the stallion scan his surroundings, his emerald eyes alert and wide, nostrils flared as he tested each scent. The gangly brute quickly transformed into a much wiser beast than I would have given him credit for. But then again, I only had the stories mum shared of him and his haphazardness and lackadaisical nature. I guess it wasn't really fair for me to judge him at all. Kasabian fled shortly after, his ears pinned and teeth barred, warning me not to follow as he trudged off toward the dunes ahead.

I stood helplessly on the shore for sometime, unsure of where to go or what to do. I had never seen so much sand in my life. I understood the concept of a desert, but had only dreamed of them. Curiosity got the best of me, and I carried on in the opposite way in which Kasabian went. I wasn't exactly sure what Felony expected of me. What happens if I were to run into someone from the Desert? I was told not to tell them I was from the Lagoon. I pushed the worry from my mind, for now, and focused on the foreign sights and sounds of the island of Salem.

Replies:

FEARLESS ON MY BREATH - By orhan April 10, 2015 at 04:17:16 PM
- Live through this ~~lie~~ - By S H A MWARI April 24, 2015 at 01:58:57 PM
  - . - By closing tags April 24, 2015 at 02:04:30 PM
    - FEARLESS ON MY BREATH - By orhan April 24, 2015 at 02:50:50 PM
      - Live through this ~~lie~~ - By S H A MWARI April 24, 2015 at 05:27:37 PM
        
        FEARLESS ON MY BREATH - By orhan April 30, 2015 at 11:46:52 AM
        
        Live through this ~~lie~~ - By S H A MWARI May 5, 2015 at 06:28:22 PM
        
        [x] - By Orhan June 13, 2015 at 12:50:27 PM

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