The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

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He watched the mare tense up as if ready to run so he kept his own body language neutral and calm, not wanting to give her any reason to trigger that flight instinct. She was a beautiful specimen with a leanness to her that spoke of athleticism and class. She reminded him of Vihaan, but a darker version. She gave her name as Melisma, her voice so low he had to strain forward a little just to hear it. As she looked away, he followed her gaze, curious to what she saw, but all he saw was darkness and shadows. When she looked back at him, she asked what he was doing here and he tilted his head, considering for a moment before he answered. "To clear my head." He finally answered. Letting out a sigh, he shook out his mane. "I recently lost a mare in challenge and it's been stressful, trying to work out how to get her free."

He looked down at his hooves as he spoke, sure that she would judge him for losing in battle. He judged himself as harshly as any. He couldn't stop thinking about Primrose and Paisley, wanting to see them again, know that they're okay. He looked back up at the mare, chancing to look at her face, no matter what he might find there. "What about you?"


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Father to: Akello(xVihaan), Legolas(xGeneva), Paisley(xPrimrose), Carbon(xGeneva), Zena(xZubeia), Twinge(xHarlequin)

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