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.
With the heart of a lion and the voice of a siren. Posted on July 19, 2025 at 10:56:27 PM by Giant
Whispered words, tired secrets, screaming voices, and exhausted thoughts. Those words described the shiny black and white mare that rose from the waves and stood upon a beach of gentle sand. Blinking two toned eyes, the mare shook out her body as one blue and one brown eye looked towards the distance. Leaving her mother behind while having grown into herself. The daughter of Fell and Pacific Rim blasted a breath out of her nostrils. The snort was loud and sea water fell around her in a nasty state of snot and liquid.
Tossing her head skyward, the black frame mare named Giant looked towards the sky. Her black mane snapped against her neck, the wind coming off of the sea beating against her wet frame. Droplets of water gently slithered down her skin, dropping to the sand below as it hit the center of her stomach. Her long black tail blew in the breeze, the fine strands acting like a soaked cape. Her heterochromatic eyes due to her overo marking blinked slowly as the gentle orb of orange called the sun glistened. It was working towards evening time, allowing her body to be seen as more of a silhouette against a half dark sky.
Ask the land seemed to pulsate like a drum that matched her still racing heart from the swim, the young mare lowered her head once more and lifted her hooves into a steady walk. Her black hooves softly tapped over the ground as her stocky body headed off. This was the commons. It was a place to be claimed and make a new home of her own in a sense. Yet, as her mind slowly churned, the mare with the heart of a lion knew she wouldn't go to just anyone. Instead, she had an idea of what she wanted and only time would tell on if she got her desires.