The Lost Islands
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Falls

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

EVERYTHiNG BLACK


A long swim, but all things considered, Hera was better for it. The day was beginning to fade away as she set foot for the first time on the Islands. Head tossing. Flicking water in every direction as it shed from her dark coat. With the warmth of summer, she wouldn’t take long to dry. Yes, it was all well and good– for now at least. For now. Trying to survive alone as a large prey animal was likely ill advised, but summer would be the best time to do it. If Hera had to do it at all, now would be the time. A toss of her head, sopping wet forelock pitched to one side and out of her eyes. Yes, good enough.

Hera’s gaze is sharper than ever as she casts it across the Falls, fixing on the water feature itself. Yes, that would do well. With high, elegant steps she crosses to it. First a drink, but then? Well, then she enters the water without much care for who or what sees. Maybe she’s to put on a show, let them stare. Let them all stare, if they wanted. She carefully submerges herself in the water, rinsing the stickiness of the salt from her pelt. There was no telling how long she’d be on this particular island, may as well be comfortable. Moments later, she comes up for air. That’s better.

Sunset would come soon enough. Still, Hera would take a few long moments to enjoy the cool, clean water as it coursed over her back, tugged at her mane and tail. It felt… good. Yes, this was good. Right. All she had to do now was figure out what the rest of her day would look like here. At least she had the Falls to enjoy.


baby you should come with me
i’ll take you to the dark side




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