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The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

So call me stupid, call me sad




How do I form a connection when we can't even shake hands?
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Nereid is glad that she seems to still be capable of making friends. The other mare's quick agreement to not disclose her daily adventures brings delight to the old mare. She may have found another soul who enjoyed playing a trick or two.


As the other mare takes a step back, Nereid strides forth. The sand seems reluctant to allow her to fully leave, clinging to her hocks and making sounds of beseachment. She casts it a disapproving look before finally breaking free. The first four steps upon dry ground has Nereid blinking in bewilderment and casting a look over her shoulder. It felt weird to be without the embrace of the ocean.


Rhadra.


"First time seeing the ocean? Oh dear. I couldn't imagine a day without the ocean!" she exclaimed, surprise tainting her voice and painted across her features. The ocean...a story? How odd.


"My dam used to joke with the other mares of the herd that Gaea created me without gills and fins on accident. From the moment I could walk, I could be found playing in the waves. It is more home to me than other place in this world. It is quite silly but I cannot help but feel safe within its embrace." Nereid felt her cheeks warm and embarrassment and she cast her gaze to her hooves, unsure how this would be taken. Perhaps she should have been borne a hippocampus with her love of the water.


Desiring a change in topic, lest she prove herself quite the nutcase, Nereid asked the first question that came to mind -- "Where are you from? I am lucky to call Salem home."


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