The Lost Islands
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Emhyr & Canis
the keepers
None
the queen
Copperhead - Encelia
Hellfyre - Hemming
Kalypso - Nala
Zymora
canis' herd
None
captain of the guard
Aconite - Enver - Zircon
the guards
Eythora - Kohelet - Vhagar
the herd
Azarae - Enid - Kalysto
Koi - Orchid - Solzeren
Zebella
the foals
Daciana [???]
the allies
None
the enemies
the rules
  1. No getting friendly with enemies.
  2. Visits to allied territories are encouraged.
  3. In the event both kings are absent, the Queen will maintain the territory in their stead.
  4. Hover over names & ranks for additional information.
IN A MOMENT OF CLARITY

SUMMON AN ACT OF CHARITY
As autumn began to draw to a close, the first crisp kiss of winter settling over the Bay, Emhyr could not help but marvel at how sublime his life had been as of late. His family was whole, happy, and healthy. The few intruders that had dared to infringe upon his shores had been swiftly driven away. He had made strides towards building his herd, and found himself eager to expand his family. So peaceful was life in the Bay that he almost found himself hesitant to begin his campaign to unite the island, worried that it may bring unease over the island. Though he was not formally allied with any of his neighbors, they had seemed to reach a silent understanding, and their borders had remained free of conflict.

Still, Emhyr knew he would have to make his first moves soon if he wished to see his dream realized. For so long he had desired little more than to follow in Solomon's hoofprints, to prove he was more than just the son of some feral beast who had wreaked havoc on the Islands for so many years. That he was capable of being good, and leading Tinuvel towards greatness and unity once more.

But those were thoughts for another time. Emhyr lifted his head from where he grazed, his ochre eyes scanning over the shadowed forest that stretched out around him. The young king lifted his head and bugled a call into the indigo sky as the sun made its final descent below the dark line of the horizon, summoning his wayward family to his side.

Only a handful of minutes later Emhyr and Evette materialized before him, the silver-haired mare following dutifully along next to their daughter as the pair made their way towards the trees. Emhyr kept his watchful gaze on them as Evette settled amidst her nest of pine needles and brittle oak leaves, a fond smile tilting his lips skyward. As soon as the filly had succumbed to sleep, he made his way towards where Eythora stood guard over her, reaching out to bump his nose against the slope of her shoulder as he settled alongside her. "Eythora," he greeted, his tone tender and hushed, "how was your day? Evette has been keeping you busy, has she?"

YOUNG ADULT • MUTT • BLACK • 16.1 HH
FELL x KOHELET • OF TINUVEL • PIPPA
html by mag | image by alimarije @ dA | character by pippa


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