The Lost Islands
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Annubis & None
The Dragga & His Drappa
None
The Faithful
None
The Beta
Hymn, Izumi
The Alpha's Pack
Promise
The Pups
None
The Beta's Charges
None
The Guardians
None
The Beta's Pups
The Alpha's word is law.
No fraternizing with the enemy. (None)
We protect our own. (Desert & Lagoon)
All positions are challengeable, check with the Dragga & Drappa first.
The Rules
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Myth of the old GODS;

Myth of the old Gods;



Dark brows narrow as the sterling stallion eyes the citrine-eyed intruder warily. Unlike the black bastard that stalked his northern border, at least the spotted boy had some sense to appear relatively calm despite the fuming wall of seething silver that blocks his path. ’...My name is Akkadian….’ he begins, the words spoken in a wary way that causes Annubis’ ears to flicker forward atop his skull. Golden eyes glitter in the dappled sunlight that filters through the tree canopy above, but there is no recognition in the name. It had not crossed his path before, nor was it one he had spoken about. Akkadian… means nothing to him. At least until now.

’....Lucifer brought me from Salem….’ Salem. His golden eyes narrow still. Nyimara was in Salem. A stark reminder of the deal he had formed with Garmr to keep Emerson and her fleeing daughter. Two sons. Two sons he did not have but was determined to get and sons that his silver-haired sister had in spades. He would need to get on that quickly.

But the knowledge that Lucifer had traveled beyond Paradise to solidify some plans of his own…. And without clarifying with Annubis first. Anger boiled beneath his skin, bristling the fine hairs along his spine and causing his muscles to tense in frustration. The damned bastard seemed determined to cause problems for him left and right and now here was some little upstart stallion meant for only gods know what plans and without a single sign of Lucifer to smoothe over any hiccups the spotted stallion’s presence was making.

’...Didn’t he tell you I was coming?...’ The question is spoken in even tones, unaffected by the frustration and anger that seep from his pores. But before the beast can form any sort of response, another voice breaks the stifling silence. ’...apparently not….’

Fluted lobes perk as immediately the dappled stud is put on the backburner as yet another figure slips free of the shadows. His green-blue eyes fixated on Annubis just as the silver wolf returned the judgemental stare. ’...I heard the shouting from next door….’ he continues. Golden ooids glitter as the cocky smirk slips effortlessly into place upon the wry wolf’s features. ”Well, by all means, just come on over for a visit. Paradise seems to be all the hype these days.” he scoffs, his obsidian banner flicking idly against his heels as he exhales a huffed breath. To be frank, he might have found such loud voices too much to resist if he wasn’t so busy trying to keep Lucifer away from his few mares and especially Promise. Lucifer was a hard pill to swallow and the blatant threat towards Izumi and the vile taste his actions and attitude left in Annubis’ mouth…. This was yet another mark against him in an ever-shortening list.

He shifts his gaze momentarily back to Akkadian. His sharp gaze less fierce. ”In case you missed it, no, he did not mention you coming, and I am not sure that he will be back… to stay. You…. let’s just say I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt for the moment.” He finishes, turning his attention back to the chimera stallion. Funny how these chimera stallions keep popping up as of late.

At least he is sure that this is not the same stallion who had claimed Paradise before him and left Hymn behind pregnant with child. His clipped response might not have been so… polite. A single brow arches as the beast takes a step forward, lifting his ashen labrums and tilting his crown slightly to fixate his gaze firmly on Asmodeus. ”Well, Asmodeus of the Shore….” he begins, the wry grin sliding across his lips once again as he continues, ”Besides looking for entertainment, what brings you to MY territory anway? I’m afraid my welcome to Atlantis basket got lost in delivery, so you’re outta luck there.” he quips with an amused chuckle, a single hoof cocking as the tension begins to ease. At least so far, he has nothing to worry about. Hymn was still safe. Izumi was still safe; even Emerson and the fillies were still safe… at least, as far as he knew… for now.

12 yrs - stallion - silver buckskin - 15.1hh - mutt - Rougaru x Celestia
annubis
love, dante



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