The Lost Islands
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we can all watch the throne fall


EVRAIN


The nameless filly was quick to volley a sharp-witted quip back at him, drawing a low chuckle from Evrain. ❝I'm sure you'll correct me if I presume wrong.❞ He watched as she treaded into the crystalline water, the faint murmur of rippling liquid filling the space between them as he turned his back to her.

Earn my name and you shall have it. Evrain felt a thrill at her words. She was determined to make him put in the work for the simplest things, it seemed, but he liked it. Evrain had never encountered such an obstinate girl and found himself wanting to do anything he could to pry these precious bits of information from her, to know more about the mare that laid beneath the cool and collected exterior he saw before him. On the same token he wanted her to want to know him. He'd captured her attention and now felt an overwhelming desire to prove himself worthy enough to keep it.

Evrain half-turned towards the unnamed girl so he could stubbornly stare her down, fluted ears flicking towards the dark curve of his neck. ❝Alright. A race, then. To the Dunes border. If I win, you tell me your name. If you win, you can send me back to my poor doomed hill with my tail between my legs.❞ Bragging rights were not much of a prize, but the painted king had nothing else of value to offer the pale-haired filly. It would have to do.

His glacial gaze remained glued to the girl's face, trying not to become distracted by the glistening of her midnight-dark coat or the way her pale hair fanned out in a burst of starlight behind her. He lifted his head higher in a challenging gesture, anxious energy dancing along each nerve and muscle of his body. Never one to back down, Evrain issued another jab at her, a playfully taunting edge to his tone. ❝Unless you're too ladylike to race and want to forfeit here and now. I won't blame you.❞ He hoped his words were sufficiently snarky enough to get a rise out of her, but just for good measure he plastered a shit-eating grin onto his lips and waited to see if she would rise to the challenge.


mixed • blue roan overo • fifteen-three
king of the hills • rafe x marceline • pippa
table by pippa; image by lians jadan on unsplash; pixel by Love <3


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