The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
bite me



She made a comment about walking through fire and he couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Just be careful of the smoke." He could see he wasn't the only one affected when she bit him. She, too, looked to take pleasure in his grunts of pain but he would continue to lean in for as much as she would give him cause the sensations rippling his skin reminded him that he was alive. He teased her about keeping her name to himself and she flicked an ear before taunting him back about hiding her in a cave and accusing him of being embarrassed. He snorted and shook his head, ears flicking back. "The opposite, in fact. I want to show you off, but others shouldn't get to know you like I do, especially not other guys." He lifted a brow in warning, but the humorous twinkle in his eyes lightened the mood.

She kept up with him easily as he led her through the desert, pointing out where she could find food and drink and shelter should she need it. There was plenty of good grazing here if you knew where to look for it and he had been sure to sweep over the herd lands and learn every inch of it so he could show his herd members. She made a comment that she didn't expect it to be this prosperous and he nodded with a smile, glad to see she appreciated the beauty of the Desert. He paused to let her eat the date on the ground, watching her in fascination as she chewed before saying she still liked a colder climate. He snorted. "And here I thought you liked fire over snow." He said, referring to her earlier comment. Her tail swished at his shoulder and he smirked in response, following as she danced past him. Then she asked what other rules he might have and he tilted his head, watching her for a moment. "I don't have enemies, just stallions who haven't learned respect yet. But they will. You have your freedom to roam the herd lands and even to socialize in the free lands, of course. Just know that I won't be far if you do leave, in case another stallion thinks to take what's mine."

His eyes darkened with swee promise as he said the last words. He would certainly hurt someone over Harlequin. His gaze softened a little as he said the next words though. "I would also like it if you did decide to breed in the future, that you chose to do that with me. I would hate to have to hurt your future child's father for touching what's mine." When she asked if he should tell them or her, he tilted his head, brow lifting in question. "And what news would we be opted to tell them?"

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