(This is old so no one needs to reply! I just needed something to post with Warsaw.)

He had sent words to his allies that the war upon the islands. Today might be the last time they stood together in one piece so Warsaw would enjoy these last few hours with his family and the stallions he has come to call friends. Rougaru was one of his longest-standing friendships so it was no surprise his silver-haired friend showed up first. He had some news to share with the stallion, but he would at least wait until his cousin Cullen arrived. Warsaw greets the Paradise lead with a nicker shortly after the stallion made his call. The grey King had not been far from the shore, just barely in the tree line watching the sea for those who would come.

He approaches Rougaru with a skull held high as his kingdom was back in order. He didn't know how long he would be King of this island, but he would enjoy it while it lasts. If war did not bring him peace he would seek it in building back the kingdom he once held for years to come until his twin heirs were old enough to take over the burden. Only then could he truly relax. "Welcome to hell, my friend. Are you ready to spread the joy around?" A smug grin spreads over his grey lips as his brown eyes twinkle. The muscles under his skin tense with anticipation.

"At sunset, we will make the swim to Luthien and surprise the Forest in the cover of night." He says, watching his friend's reaction. "We are just waiting for the others to arrive." His gave casts over the sea that was just beginning to lit up with the sun's rays. "Bjorn will not be joining us. He has backed out." His stare returns to Rougaru with a shrug of his shoulders. He was angry at the pony for suggesting this war and then backing out. Time would tell if he would pay for that decision...