The Lost Islands
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Meadow

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

these are hard times for dreamers

BOY WITH A BROKEN SOUL
HEART WITH A GAPING HOLE


Kvasir takes a deep breath, raising his eyes enough to look at the other colt. He was younger and he finds himself feeling relieved. Not that older horses were necessarily scarier but he wasn't sure his cloud watching would go over well. He extends his own muzzle timidly, blowing a breath before pulling his nose back. “What are you doing? Can I join?” Kvasir's ears flip out to the side. Despite being more comfortable, he still finds himself a little sheepish. With a soft grunt he flips back over to look up at the sky.

"I'm watching the clouds." He lights up when he looks at the sky, a smile crossing his dark velvety lips and his ears tipping so far forward they look like they may snap right off. "That one looks like a bunny," he gestures with a leg to the rabbit from earlier now almost disappearing from view in the distance. "And a bear!" He says with a laugh, reaching up with his legs again before leaning back into the grasses with a soft thud.

He looks around for an unidentified cloud, finding one that slowly moves into line of sight. "What do you see?" He turns to Khoshekh, all smiles and light, truly in his element. He was not a fighter, not a king, and maybe-- just maybe, that would be okay. He was a dreamer, even when he was awake. "What's your name?" he asks softly, looking back to the sky. "Mine's Kvasir."



KVASIR | COLT | SEAL BROWN SABINO | DROGON X SVENJA
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