The Lost Islands
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Falls

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

Mea Culpa. (Peyote)


MY OWN FAULT.



Time had passed slowly since Snapdragon had run him from Paradise. Rutger enjoyed his peaceful life roaming the falls and the surrounding areas in the commons, but now he was ready for something else. His red ears slowly flicked forward, his long tail flicking at his hocks. The greying stallion wanted to find a purpose, but right now he was wasting time and it was about to end he did hope. Be it the Lagoon or someone else claiming him, Rutger was tired of just being alone.


Humming a faint tune, the stallion tilted his head as he eyed the horses that were scarce in this section of the islands. Fall was already here and he could feel it through his system, his hormones flickering from kind to devilish. He wanted to go out and meet someone to create spawn with, but at the same time he did not wish to have any more Tyr relatives on the islands. Rolling his eyes, the stallion snorted and moved away from where he stood and towards the falling water.


Lifting his large hooves, the stallion slipped into the depths before he let his body flop into the waves, his eyes closing. The lake surrounding the falls was calming, the water always at peace. After that flash flood a few seasons ago it was still showing the damage, but he enjoyed the faintly higher water level and let his head hit the banks with a soft thump as he stretched out in the cool water, hoping to wash away his hormones as he slept.

Rutger
stallion | 17.1hhs | gray blanket (red roan) | of the lost island wilds




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