Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.
dareth shiral Posted on November 5, 2024 at 05:00:45 PM by halla
She was not asleep, or at least she had not meant to fall asleep. The softness of the grass beneath her, the ache in her bones, and the exhaustion that had overtaken the weak mare had been too much for her. Halla knew she would never be as strong as other horses, but she tried her best not to show her weakness so obviously. Unfortunately for her, it would seem she had been spotted. Her pale lashes fluttered open with a start and her pale ice blue eyes were rimmed in white as she tipped her head up at the large stallion in front of her. "Oh!" she squeaked in alarm, striking out a leg in front of her as she hoisted herself to her feet on trembling legs. She stumbled, catching herself at the last second; attempting to play it off as a shake of her silken mane.
Halla turned to look at him, the surprise not entirely gone from her eyes. "H-hello," she tried to say as casually as she could in the circumstance. She flicked her tail idly, shifting on her hooves. She wasn't a fool, mother hadn't been around long but she'd been around long enough to tell her some things. She knew what coming here meant. It wasn't that she didn't want to go anywhere else, she was lonely. The world behind her island was a scary thought and Halla cleared her throat weakly in an attempt to distract herself from such thoughts.
"I'm Halla," she offers in an attempt to fill the silence as she slides her gaze to the flowers at his feet, avoiding his gaze as best she could. She drew her nose toward her chest, accentuating the swan-like curve of her neck and not at all helping to distract from the elongated and narrow conformation she possessed.
halla | dreadstag x eydis | 15hh | cremello tobiano | of the lost wilds