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.
bite me



He didn't see Berit as plain or dull. If anything, after the more spirited mares of the islands, she was refreshing and new, exotic. She was grateful for everything and lived her life with purpose. She was calm and soothing, a balm to soothe his stress. She was an easy mare to grow feelings for and Cain was enjoying the simple joys of interacting and bonding with her. Instinct was starting to drive both of them as the conversation heated up and he could smell the reaction in the air that his body was having on her own. It was intoxicating. He didn't want to draw it out or make her beg anymore than she already had so the moment the plea fell from her lips, he moved to do as she asked, his body trembling with enjoyment as he lowered himself back onto shaky legs, fill filled with adrenaline and lust. He craved her attention just as much as she seemed to crave his, his lips reaching out to nuzzle and lip at her skin just to breathe in her sweet scent and know she was indeed here with him.

When she asked him to stay with her, the smile that tugged at his lips was soft, his eyes still darkened with hormones but glittering with want just as much when he nodded and shifted even closer. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be." He whispered the words, his body trembling again. She called herself selfish and claimed she'd drag the energy out of him to which he snorted in disagreement as she asked him to give her a night just to be a mare. He nuzzled in the fold between her jaw and neck, breathing her in as he reached up to lip gently at her ear. "You can have as much or all of my energy as it suits you, Berit. When you join my herd, it is not so you can be mine so much as so I can be yours. I am yours to use as you see fit. Use me." His eyes darkened once more with heat as he murmured the words, hoping he wasn't coming on too strong. He wanted her to know that she wasn't just desirable because of the children she could birth and raise for him. She was so much more than a mother to him. She could be so much more.


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

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