The Lost Islands
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With his club held high

The world could change in a blink of an eye. One minute he was surrounded by his close knit family and the next they were all gone. He had thought he knew loneliness in the absent of a mate, but he had not expected it to get worse. Especially not this bad.

A call comes from a female not too far from him. He could only guess that is was the mare who now owned the place. She was quick to move in and begin making herself at home. He could still feel the presence of Bacardi and his family, their family. I guess it was just the harsh reality of life. One he hadn't had to experience until now. Dagda answers her call with one of his own before trotting towards her location.

She seems young and also not anyone he has ever seen around before. No doubt just a young mare trying to prove herself. He slows to a stop with enough space in between them just in case she decided to chase him out. Dagda gives the mare a tilt of his head in a respectable manner. He wasn't sure where he would go from here. All he had left was Úlla and who knows where she ran off too in her state.

Dagda
stallion - six - mutt -17.1 hands - sable champagne - forest
dante|Lineart colored by DarkNFallen88


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