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Koiranos had taken he and his cousin in, essentially both their uncle. It had been a life of relative ease - and far safer than if they had lived in the lagoon. He, however, was more like his granddam than Agraeus, or than Koiranos to his mother. He wanted to range far and wide. He was also more inclined to hate the feline inhabitants of the Lost Islands. That was why he was here already, infact. His mother’s last act for him had been to spare him from the attack of a catamount, teaching him in her last farewell, how to combat the large predators.
It is perhaps why he is so confident roaming these wilds - even if he wasn’t so confident that he liked them any better than he’d liked the Forest.
He grazes idly amongst the open meadow, ears alert for prey silence or predator attack. He had chosen a location with limited grass height, although not too-closely cropped as to kill the grazing. The sun was bright on his silver and gold hide, soaking into his sorta-grown mane of obsidian black. It was a good, warm, summer day and the breeze off of the Peak mountains was positively perfect for basking..
OF THE WESTERN LUTHIEN FOREST
▻ stallion - wild mutt - sooty dunskin roan tobiano - 15.3 hh - cerberus x lysimache ◅