The Lost Islands
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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.
.Wild Roses Bloom By Fire.

i'm a wild child
simple yet experimental.


The other girl moved cautiously and in like fashion, Tallis mirrored her, reaching her nose cautiously forward as an awkward step also brought her tiny frame nearer to the other. This ritual of exploration continued a minute or two more, Tallis registering the other girl as less and less of a mystery. Satisfied with her little childish analysis, her flag waved happily as the little buckskin crouched in play, a grin spread on her little mug. Nesrin beamed at the scene of children at play, for the sight only brought joy she had only ever observed on the face of new mothers. Now she knew the experience for herself and thought perhaps there was no joy in the world greater. There was also the contentment that the desert brought the tawny woman, though not her homeland it was home just the same, with the same heavens above looking down on her children. The mare felt most blessed.

Of course…heaven could not get all the credit. Dark desert eyes drifted to Orhan, the master of this desert. She had called him brother in genuine affection for under heaven he was her brother and she likewise his sister. Eyes danced momentarily over to Ava as she noted similar affections towards the desert lord. Thorns pricked curiously for there was still much to be learned about the others who called this place home. Orhan had said as much that the other mares would be interested in meeting her, and Nesrin felt likewise.

Play was on hold as Ghostwood turned attentions towards the newly arrived company, and Tallis followed her new friend though halting before the hessian. She straightened slightly as she looked up to the beast. Childish eyes danced towards her mother as if to see if it was alright to interact with the one they had called Orhan. He looked similar to her, to mother too she thought. The youth tossed her head deciding the stallion was a trustworthy soul as she reared up on still new pillars, her nose reaching towards his. Tallis however had lost balance and ended up in a heap of limbs. Awkwardly large ears flickered but soft giggles followed as she moved to get up again, joining at the other girl's side.

Nesrin moved up now to where her daughter stood before the stallion. "Ah this little tumble ball is Tallis." At this Tallis snorted playfully at her mother.

Ooc: I'm sorry I poofed. I'm ok if you want to close this here. ><

nesrin/ four / mare / buckskin dun ash stained forehead with white smudge / azteca x arabian x akhal teke / 15.1hh
html for vnes by cascadia, 2015 and beyond



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