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 was fun to tease and flirt with, a spirited creature if ever he saw one. She told him that smoke was easily displaced, but her, not so much. He chuckled as he nodded. "Duly noted." She was the only mare in his herd that wasn't pregnant cause he didn't want to push her or pressure her but that didn't mean he didn't see the beauty in the round bellies of the mares who carried his unborn children. When he told her that he didn't want her getting to know other stallions, she purred and slid against him, asking how he wanted her to know him. He smirked in response, his skin tingling with promise at the contact. He couldn't help but reach out to lip at her mane teasingly. "As a loyal mare knows her trusted lead stallion." When he said that he no enemies, she laughed and said that wouldn't last long. He snorted and shook his head.

"There may be those who consider me an enemy, but that just means I'm on their radar enough to be considered a threat. I don't see any threats before me." He told her that she had her freedom and she said he couldn't keep her under constant surveillance. He smirked. "I'm better at watching over my mares than one would think." He would leave it at that. He'd already proven to be adept at blocking raids and catching one of his mares trying to escape. He ended up cutting Leonid loose anyway but only because he knew it would be more of a hassle to fight her all the way back here and then deal with the aftermath. It just wasn't worth it in the end. When he spoke of breeding in the future, he swore he could see her tense, but the look in her eyes didn't look altogether unpleasant. He could even swear she seemed to look forward to it. Good, so did he.

She came up to slide against him again, asking if she refused and he flicked his ears back, letting disappointment flash in his eyes. "Then I guess I'll just have to keep trying that much harder to earn your acceptance." He lifted his head, determination shining through. Then she laughed and that that they should announce her as the queen and he tilted his head, studying her for a moment. "Hm." His tail swished as he reached out to nip at her neck. "Afraid you'll have to take that up with them yourself, sweetheart. I've decided to let my mares decide their pecking order amongst themselves. The strongest should pull herself to the top and stay there by her own merit, yes?" He arched a brow as he waited for her response. He knew she had the fire in her to do it if that's really what she wanted.

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Father to: Akello(xVihaan), Legolas(xGeneva), Paisley(xPrimrose)

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