The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

Deep in the meadow, under the willow.







CALYPSO

starry eyed girl of paradise



She had hid herself away just as Roug had wanted her to. Deep within the shadows of the jungle she buried herself until she could not even find herself. She had left the ignorant naive girl there in the Prairie where everything had changed in that moment when the cold hard truth slapped her in the face. She had seen the best in him and hope it was there but all she felt was betrayed. A stupid girl. And now he avoided her, as if the very words and promises he had made to her, were just hollow words spoken in the still night air.

Her bicolor eyes had seen the familiar form of Lissa moving within the shadows; despite her best ability to cloak herself in the dead of night. Caly had followed her into the frothing waves, curious as to where the woman would go at this hour.

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She steps from the frothing waves and the water runs in rivulets down her swollen sides, revealing the child that grows strong within her belly. She treads lightly through the snow, the sound of her hooves is muffled by the blankets of pure white snow on the ground. A soft plume of steam rolls from her flaring nostrils as she takes in the beauty of the land blanketed in a fresh powder of snow. She can feel the cold wind as it breathes along her exposed nape, causing a shiver to run the length of her spine. Her bicolored eyes search for Lissa, wondering where the mare has found herself when the familiar neigh splits the still night air.

Caly follows quietly behind, her bicolored eyes narrow as they settle on her herd mate. Lissa nickers to the stranger as if she knew him, and Caly's curiosity draws her near to the pair. Her ears flick nervously atop her head as she steps into the clearing and she gingerly steps closer. "Lissa, who is this?" she questions as her bicolored eyes settle on the unfamiliar man's handsome face. "Lissa, what is going on?" even though her and Roug were not speaking, she still feels a sense of loyalty to the Paradise King.

Akhal Teke mutt - Dunskin Overo - 15.1 hh

mother of Mirella



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