The Lost Islands
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Of little faith

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Despite the beckoning he had given, Dragomir had continued to wander among the trees; moving slowly towards the center of the territory. But his progress was slow enough, his attempt at waiting for the mare, that he hadnt really went far when he heard the snap of a twig. Head turning and he came to a stop, his ears pushed forward as his gaze studied the mare. She was wary of him; that much was sure with the watch she watched him in return. But wariness wasnt fear and he could tell she was far from it by how she arched her neck and demanded things from him. Dragomir couldnt help but a small smirk to touch his pale lips, but it had nothing to do with her attitude or mockery. The stallion was simply pleased he had actually found someone that wasnt taller than him.


"My name is Dragomir" he stated, his voice a gruff sound but not a threatening one. Everything about the red and white stallion looked relaxed and perhaps even a little uncaring; but it wasn't exactly clear what he didn't care about. Perhaps anything. "I'm looking for a stallion that was born here. Perhaps you have heard or seen him somewhere among the islands? His name is Braylen." Dragomir added, since it was clear his father was not here.



Dragomir

stallion | 14.3hh | chestnut tovero | belonging to the no where
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