The Lost Islands
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Sinsof the father


He had returned and so easily reclaimed the Inlet. He preferred the Bay, but the scent of a herd was already strong there so he went for the deserted Inlet. It seemed everyone took the Bay before this peice of territory and he couldn't dissagree with them having abondoned the Inlet for the Bay himself once. Of course that was long ago. Eight years ago to be exact.

He was young back then and more concerned with causing trouble than running a herd. He collected mares like candy and used what he could out of them. He had concieved five foals in one season and he knew neither of them. He could only tell their names. Then there was a sixth child born from his deep hatred. The colt was born doomed and obviously couldn't handle his rage. His soul had escaped his body before he had even took his first breath.

The grey overo King stood tall amongst his empty Inlet. Where would he go from here? He wasn't sure and he didn't know who roamed these parts anymore. This could be his chance to start over and dominate. Last time there had been a distraction...

As long as she wasn't here he would be just fine.

Warsaw made his way to the beach and stood just where the cold water could reach his front hooves. In a display of power, his front legs kicked up and his screams cracked through the silent, crisp air. This land was his!

Warsaw
sins of the father
stallion | grey overo | 16hh | king of the inlet

html by russell for tay


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