The Lost Islands
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Sinsof the father


It was natrual for him to wonder where her stallion was. Her scent held others so he assumed she came to check out the supposed empty Inlet. She had heard his claim and came to investigate. That was theory one. The second was her King sent her over to check things out. Maybe the Bay's King wanted this whole island to himself. Warsaw vividly remembers what happened the last time another King sent his mare to greet him. He could no longer hold in his smirk. The grey's lips curled up and a twinkle flashed in his dark eyes. He was quick to hide the glimmer of his true self. Quickly, his eyes softened and the curve of his smirk settled into a smile.

He was finding it to be a real challenge hiding his true personality. Still, he was determined to keep trying. His eyes roamed the cremello once more for a distraction. He wasn't picky on who carried his seed, but this mare would be a prize to take. The way she carried herself was intriging and he could only imagine a strong heir coming from her whomb. Whoops! There he was again! His eyes narrowed as he focused upwards onto her eyes. His thought was to keep his mind out of the gutter by just focusing on her eyes, but unfortuantly he found them to be more attractive. He could see something in her eyes that he saw in most Kings and that was unusual to find in a mare. He had never came acrossed a female quite so...magestic so to say. He has seen fires burn in the eyes of his mares of the past, but what he saw now was differant.

His questions were answered by her words. She was a..Queen? He almost spat, but thankfully he held that back. What had happened to these islands? His birth place had gone soft! He now wondered if she was the only one, but there must be more 'Queens'. How could the ice cold Tunivel be the only island with a mare running the show. The thought boiled his blood. He knew now the plan. Tinuvel would be set right and this mare would be skillfully knocked off her pretty little throne. He just needed to think out the details so for now he would attempt at making friends. He was barely able to process this blow before she spoke up again.

Queen of Tinuvel!! Okay, she had to go! The muscles cloaked under his steel and ivory coat tensed. It was incredibly hard not to accept her challenge, but he had to keep his head. He had just returned from his journey far away and he needed to familize himself with these islands again. He had to play dumb. "Wait.." He said quickly in a rush of emotions. His eyes closed as a sigh escaped to relax his body. Slowly, he opened mocha orbs and began again, staring at her with a questioning glance. "You mean to tell me you lead a herd by yourself? Forgive my forwardness, but I have never seen such a thing." Nor had he ever wanted to.

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

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