The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

- My Next Collision Course -



He felt his hopes lifting when the mare gave a call back, inviting him to approach. He kept his movements slow, not wanting her to feel pressured or bullied in any way. He didn't have a herd scent so maybe she would take that as a sign that he wasn't here to recruit her into a herd or anything like that. He simply wanted conversation. It would be one of his first since coming to these islands, after all. He needed to get to know the horses here and how they were different from the ones he left behind.

He pricked his ears, his tail up eagerly and his eyes soft and warm. He stopped a few feet away to give her plenty of space before letting out another lower nicker, deep and hoarse, before speaking. "Hi, I'm Collision Course. I'm kind of new around here and was hoping for some company when I saw you. If I'm intruding on anything, please let me know and I'll be on my way." His lips curved into a smile as he looked around then back at her.

"It really is pretty here. It'd be more comfortable if not for the flies. This heat really brings them in. I was actually looking for a dirt patch to roll in. You haven't seen any good ones around, have you?" He figured starting with small talk was always a good way to break the ice. No probing questions, no history lesson. She might have her own skeletons in the closet she didn't want to dig up anymore than he did.

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