The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
I CANNOT BE ALTERED



The feminine voice calling out to him pulled Carbon up for a second, surprise and excitement in his wide gaze as he turned to see the perlino dun mare stretching. A new face! He loved meeting new faces! The colt tossed his head and eagerly called out again as she came toward him. When she reached out to nip at his flanks, he squealed in good nature and kicked out, putting his head down between his legs to buck a few good times before he took off across the Desert. He gave another cry over his shoulder, inviting her to chase him. Hearing her call him "it" caused a little confusion though. It? He slammed on the brakes, sliding in the sand before he turned back to face her with a snort. "What do you mean, I'm it? What do I do about it? Do I want to be it?" He tilted his head.

He hadn't played this game with anyone before. Usually he would just run around with Akello and Vulcan, kicking up their heels and bucking and biting at each other and otherwise just squabbling and making a mess of things till Berit called them off. Was this a new game? If so, he wanted to know all about it. The mare dashed off before he could ask anything else, running in the complete opposite direction. Snorting again, panic sunk in that he didn't understand the game as Carbon reared up and took off after her. He kept after her, frantically trying to catch her cause that seemed to be a good enough strategy. When she finally slowed down, he puffed out his breath in effort as he reached out, trying to nip her back leg. He heard her laughter and his ears pricked forward.

If she was laughing, he had to be doing the right thing, right?



Carbon_colt_0yo_Ardennes Mutt_16.1 hh_Ee aa nPg_dark brown eyes_Geneva x Cain_Adopted by Berit_Vulcan as adopted brother_Salem Desert

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