The Lost Islands
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Ridge

Leaders: Arroyo, Ignacio

Stallions: Naoise

Mares: Deirdre, Sionainn

Foals: None

give me darkness when I'm dreaming; calder

Walking the border of the Ridge instead of the Harbor is an odd feeling. Things feel both familiar and strange. The secrets of the Harbor had become well known to Arroyo during his time there. The Ridge, however, is a labyrinth of possibilities. He and his family had sheltered here, back when Vulcan had come for the Harbor. Arroyo had been more concerned with his family's safety than getting to know the ins and outs of the Ridge back then.

The red stallion thinks of Vulcan now and wonders what has become of the stallion he had once shared a home with. Arroyo had not seen any trace of the dark stallion when he returned to Atlantis, but these jungles are thick. He knows as well as anyone how easy it is to let the trees and vine and shadow swallow you up. Calder, perhaps, knows this as well.

Arroyo seeks out Calder now, following a trail deep into the Ridge where the primordial trees grow so high that it hurts to guess their age. Eventually, when he thinks he is close, Arroyo calls amicably for the stranger. He is hopeful to befriend Calder so that they might share the Ridge peaceably.

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