The Lost Islands
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Keep your friends close and your enemies closer


Midir was as boisterous and energetic as a young colt could be, he danced between his parents, wanting to play, to race, anything that encouraged speed. He was already fast for one so young and whilst his colouration was more like his mothers, his build and height marked him as Dagda’s son.

His head tilted slightly at the wording his father had used màthair…That means mother, right? He asks excitedly will you teach me more of your language? He asks, his eyes shinning with interest at the prospect of learning another language.

Amberlyn focused on the stallion in front of her, her instinct flaring that something was wrong, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly, relaxing again before focusing on their young son with a smile go find Titan, maybe she’ll race you? She coax’s, knowing how much he liked to run.

The colt pauses, his gaze flicking between the two adults with suspicion, knowing they were trying to get rid of him for some reason but not sure why. He frown you guys just wanna talk adult talk don’t you? He said with an pout.

Amberlyn laughed, nipping lightly at her sons mane Yes, that exactly it. Deeply boring adult stuff she teased him as the colt rolled his eyes with a grumbled ‘fine’ before walking off, though not before stopping a few feet from the pair to glance back, obviously suspicious of something.

Listening for his fading foot steps it was a moment before the mare looked at Dagda, silently waiting for him to explain what was going on.


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