The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

the cold remote islands

F E U E R H E R Z A

she was thrilled to have a willing participant to her game, raising her nose to the wind as she raced back toward the beach. like him, she offered an exuberant buck occasionally, nostrils flaring wide with excitement. she moved with the agile grace of a much smaller animal, feline almost… with long smooth muscles gliding easily beneath her shining black pelt. the long inky locks of her mane have basically dried and stream behind her as she runs, her tail trailing in similar fashion.

feuerhertza’s dark eyes watch him closely, gauging when he will stop and turn, to match his efforts. she reaches out her own maw with playful nips on his shoulder and hip when they are close enough, feeling like a young careless filly again. when he stops, lifting his body toward the sky, she also skids to a halt some yards away.

when his hooves touch back down hertza approaches him closely, giving his shoulder a hearty nudge and gesturing out toward the sea with her muzzle. her soft brown eyes take in the expanse before them curiously, wondering more about this place. her ears flicker from his body beside her out toward their various surroundings. perhaps he would tell her this place…she wonders where he came from. she sees more islands far off in the distance, shadows on the horizon… perhaps one of those?



|mare . black . friesian . 5 years . 17 hh . mute|

|daughter of hjarta hlustandi| kafkaesque|

html by dante!


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