The Lost Islands
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Common

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.

oh fair and flighty love

As Fleur took her first steps into the Commons, she could not help but marvel at how vastly different this land was compared to Salem. The earth beneath her hooves did not give as the sand would, and the softness of the lush grass where it tickled against her knees was a pleasant sensation, far more enjoyable than the prickle of shrubs and cacti that she was accustomed to.

Fleur had taken but a few steps beyond the beach's border when a stranger approached, cloaked in shadow and light. The young mare stopped short, head raised and fluted ears perked atop her crown, her curiosity piqued by his boldness.

Yet when he spoke, there was a bashfulness in his tone. It was, in a way, quite endearing, her heart fluttering like an anxious bird against the cage of her ribs and a demure smile blossoming at the corners of her lips. At least he was not terribly imposing, she mused, no air of maliciousness about him nor any outward indication that he intended to drive her off to some unknown island contrary to her own desires. She had long decided that if she were to go anywhere with anyone, it would be of her own accord.

And as she observed him under the milky glow of the moonlight, there was no denying that he was quite handsome, her pale sapphire eyes flicking over the smoky expanse of his coat. He looked as if he had been dusted in starlight, her eyes briefly catching on the pale flecks that adorn his frame before her gaze found its way to his face.

"Hello, Sihtric," Fleur murmured, dipping her head in greeting. "My name is Fleur. And I agree, it is a lovely night for a stroll. Would you care to walk with me?" She hadn't a clue where they might wander to, but the promise of pleasurable company outweighed any apprehension she might have about sallying forth into the night with this as-of-yet unknown man. "Perhaps you can tell me how you found yourself here. If you're lucky, I'll do the same for you." At this Fleur offered him an impish grin, her azure orbs glistening with amusement as she eagerly awaited his answer.

two years ❀ mixed ❀ palomino roan overo
evrain x brigitta ❀ nowhere ❀ 16.1 hands ❀ pippa
image by violkaart @ pixabay


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