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Meadow

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

Use caution when the Wolf comes aknockin;

The war was pending.. Like a wraith it haunted his thoughts and colored his memories until it is the only thing that remains. A war that was not even his own. A war that would put him against friend all for the sake of what?

He needed some time to think.

He finds himself on the shores of the mainland. There is no goal in mind, no mission on this day simply the desire to get away and clear his mind of the troubles that play constant passenger to his thoughts. As if hw didn't have enough of that already with the wolf hissing in his ear.

Ears swivel backwards as the sounds of approaching hooves catch his thoughts and bring them to the present. Multifaceted eyes quickly settle upon the form of the fleet footed mare as she moved at a quick clip. For a moment he watches her, admires the proud bend of her neck and the high step prance of her trot. She was a pretty thing, much like the otherd that had their way of catching his eye. Spirited. Strong-willed. He loved the challenge. Or so he blamed the wolf.

A suave smile slides across his charcoal lips as the chocolate colored stallion prances towards her. Thick cream and caramel colored tresses tumble haphazardly down the thickly muscled arch of his neck. "You seem oh so lonely on this hill alone. Care to allow me to remedy the situation?" He murmurs, voice smooth silk as he brings himself to a halt just before her. Ears perked forward with curious delight. This was just what he needed. A distraction.

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