The Lost Islands
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Falls

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

Don't go crying to your momma

cause you're on your own in the real world

There was no way she would gain new members by lying around the Thicket all day. Even if she was happy about the ones she had at home she knows her idol had never quit at only a few members. The encouragement of her mother that she could do anything she put her mind to, and her father’s natural charm, would fuel her ability to grow her herd. She only needed to step outside the comfort of home.

She plunges into the sea without any worries of the unknown. Although she should be worried going out in the darkness she was not. Parvati figures the homeless never sleeps while they search for a safe place to lay their head. She was willing to give them a place to stay. Especially if it involves a good looking man. The young mare swims with strong legs and the energy of a charged battery towards the main island. A flash of lightening quickly lights her path, but it also sets a jolt in her heart. She has never been far from home in the middle of a storm before. Technically she had never been away from the Cove this long before. A taste of bittersweet memories cross her mind as she reaches the beach. She missed her parents, Maia, her siblings, and the rest of the large support group she had in the Cove.

The collection of trees were quite frightening this time of night. These were not her woods so she would have no idea what could come out of them. Each shadow causes her heart to race, but she doesn’t stop moving forward. It was when she could finally see the clearing up ahead that she feels freedom from this dark prison. Lightning flashes just as she steps into the open, the cracking under her hoof suggests she steps on something stick-like, but her eyes are fixed on the horse ahead. His booming voice rivals the thunder as he demands to know who it was watching him. Honey eyes grow wide as she freezes in place. ”I uh-I…” She had never been tongue tied before. ”I wasn’t following you I swear.” She stutters as her lips quiver.

♡ tinuvel princess & thicket leader ♡
love, dante | image from unsplash | Reference


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