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castillon & nephilim
▻ none (x none) ◅
They had promised to meet across the big crossing island and to the right island after the spring begun to hint at summer - so here she was. The swim had been far less taxing on her this time and she rather liked the fact that she would look forward to seeing the two stallions again after the thaw and awakening beasts were handled in their homes.
She hoped, in part, for herself - the absence only making her yearn more for the sight of them.
Her ears curl a black halo on her head as she stares out across the water to try and spot the black and blonde haired golden men. She knew she was more likely to see her island neighbor Nephilim than Castillon who could swim directly from his own home island - Luthien?
Tinuvel and Luthien. Two places that she was supposed to look forward to seeing over the course of the summer. Already she shakes for good measure as she awaits the two of them.
OF THE LOST ISLAND WILDS
▻ three years - indian country-bred horse - sooty black dun roan sabino splash - 14.1 hh ◅