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Falls

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

if they mean nothing, let them go * elisif

the coffin is moving

The sound of the falls roared in his ears, a constant noise that drowned out anything else. It made him susceptible to predators, one of his senses overwhelmed in such a way, but Asp was throwing caution to the wind. He hadn’t seen signs of anything particularly dangerous to a fully grown stallion. There were only a few fox-tracks here and there, and thousands upon thousands of deer prints in the freshly fallen snow that ringed the banks of the frozen pool the waterfall flowed into.

He was currently digging in the snow, looking for frozen shoots of still-green grass and having a decent amount of luck with it. It was better to dig here than in the Lagoon, as often times he only uncovered half-frozen muck and stinking, slippery leaves.

He was completely unaware of anything approaching him, so caught up he was in his rooting--it would be easy to take him off-guard.


asp *
six . quarter horse . red dun [ee/Aa/DD/nO] . stallion . lagoon . played by general grievous




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