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The Lost Islands
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All my atrocities come by way of reciprocity






I"M CHEWING THE BONES OF MY OWN REPRIEVE
DEATH BE MY DIGNITY


Brick master was slowly making his way through the lush jungle, warily avoiding the shadows. Before they had been in full go, all dark tentacles and gaping maws, but now they've receded into themselves, only the occasional flash of a milky eye to let him know they're still there. He's infinitely grateful for their silence that has lasted so long. Still, he's slightly on edge knowing the silence could break any moment into hellish screaming. A soft snort escapes him as he makes his way over a few exposed tree roots. He has no idea how to get others to join him here, in this shadowy jungle dubbed Paradise. Brick had decided that in the long run being nice went a long ways, rather than just taking things. So his plans for getting others to come here was to try playing it nice and if that didn't work then he'd have to get a bit naughty.

The dappled grey finally emerges from the jungle to the shore. Sometimes he wished to just swim out into nothingness until he succumbed to the water and drowned. He lets out a sigh as he looks out towards the direction of the other islands. The methods of traveling between the islands really did grate on his nerves, he hated swimming in the ocean due to the things that lived there. When swimming he kept his head high and his eyes forward lest he get scared by looking below to see things, large things with large mouths. A small shiver shakes his frame at the frightening thoughts and he turns his gaze away from the horizon. Its now that something peculiar catches the males gaze, hoof prints. Not any hoof prints either, a strangers hoof prints. He knows they are not his, this definitely isn't the spot he had emerged on. He lowers his skull to the ground to smell them but the scent is smothered by ocean water. Brick Master decides to follow the tracks until he finds the owner and gets the scent.

It a bit into the jungle that the strangers scent starts to reveal himself. It smells familiar in a ways he doesn't yet understand. He's smelled this before, and recently. Realization dawns on the brute and jolt of fear courses through him, its the last person who laid claim to this land. So they had come back to this patch of jungle. Brick had thought they had abandoned this place, since their scent was old. He feels slightly bad now, but he squishes that emotion down. This was his, or rather those things home now. He wondered if they caught his scent yet, if they were after him. Would they try to drive him off? No, he thinks to himself as he spies the stranger through the brush and shadows.

The stranger was a mare and she looked young to him. He'd never been in control of a territory before, and he was sure the stranger had never been in control either. He could do several things now, run her off, force her to stay, fight her, but he tries to stay positive. How about offering her to stay? Perhaps offer her a co owner type of deal, lead mare and all that. Yes, he'll do the nice thing for now. He already knows he wont try to tell her of the things that made him take this place, she'll not understand and look down on him. If that happened he'd have no choice but to hate her like all the rest he had revealed himself to. He'd have to hurt her, make her understand that he wasn't a liar. He doesn't want to deal with all the that, so he'll keep his mouth closed on that topic.

He lets out a nicker and comes out of the brush. A small smile on his face as he speaks. "Ello there missy, thought you'd left for good and kinda took this place for me home." He continues to make his way towards her as he speaks and stops a short distance away from her, "But you can stay here if ya like, even be co owner since no one else is interested in living here. Be easier too, harder to be forced from this jungle if their's two of us. For the most part i'd leave ya alone if that's what you want, you do you and i'd do me own thing." Brick master lets his ears perk forward as he finishes and remembers that he forgot to introduce himself and does so promptly. " Almost forgot to tell ya me name, it's Brick Master but just call me Brick for short."








BRiCK MASTeR
EXECUTE HEMLOCK PHILOSOPHY
POISON FILLS THE CUP OF THE CARPENTER




Male || 7 || Arabian || Dapple Grey || 15.2hh || Controlled by Free Rabies




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