The Lost Islands
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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.

I will race like the shooting stars.


UPRISING
mare | 15.3hh | red roan | nowhere


Turning away from her mother and never looking back, a two year old mare blinked her amber hued eyes. Her long tail flicked at her body, its strands smacking against her hips and hocks. She had run from the badlands when Sigurdr had taken over and roamed ever since, but now the need to find a place to live with companions of some form was strong in her blood. It drug her from the seclusion of living in the Falls and forced her into the Commons where her life would be up to the gods.

Stepping into the open expanse of the Commons, Uprising blinked her soft eyes before squinting them against the bright sun and snow. Her head shook faintly, not used to the dual brightness that this set up of land gave. The startling light made her head begin to ache, something that caused her to grow a bit more sour in disposition as she sighed. Shaking her head softly, the red roan daughter of Pacific Rim and Khyber slowly stepped forward some more before lowering her head.

Nudging at the snow, the paint horse mutt searched for any morsel of grass. There weren't many for her to snag, but she did her best to dig up some and it showed. With her mouth holding a few dead strands, the young maiden continued to push the snow around her hooves, making a little pocket to feed from as she waited to see if anyone would come her way. She was not sure what her chances were to find a home… but she wished someone kinder would come her way.



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