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[OPEN] kings and queens of the wild frontier

Amalrik Posts: 12
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Stallion :: Hybrid :: 17.0 hh :: 1 year
Tamme
#4

the weaker you get the more I feel strong

Life was fantastic, vibrant and full of life. His sister was more of a stick in the mud, and his father hovered in darkness like his own shadow, but not even that could bring him down. Walking was learned in a few hours. Running didn't take much longer. The way his toes curled like dad's made it easier, and he was shown how to use that to his advantage, never slipping up or tripping like the others on the water-slick rocks he danced upon. He moved out into the sea - a great breeze billowing around his furry foal's mane and lightly tufted lion's tail.

Every day was spent exploring his environment, though he was more excited to meet everyone. Luckily for his parents, he was stuck on this island until someone crossed the magical bridge; he had seen it from a distance. That was the only way on and off, and one day, he would cross it into the rest of the world. Until then, this patch of land was big enough to satisfy his curiosity. He would be the bane of his parents' existence, surely.

As he wandered along the rocks, jumping from one to the other and squinting his golden green eyes from the sun, he heard a yell in a strange language and another yelp of pain. Immediately, his gold tipped ears perked forward and he tumbled from rock to rock until he made it back to the shore. The colt ran through the sand toward two winged children roughly around his age (based on appearance), and they were sticking their noses in the water.

He furrowed his brows, striped face looking down when he approached and seeing a little red thing. His father, man of few words, hadn't exactly expanded his vocabulary, so he stood and hummed. "What's that?" he asked curiously, poking at it with a dark, deer-like hoof. A pincer reached out to snap at him, and he snorted. "Rude."

Then, he focused on the two other children, because they were what he was truly interested in. The boy flashed a bright, wide expression of charm. "I am Amalrik. Who are you?"


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kings and queens of the wild frontier - by Vastra - 06-05-2016, 10:11 PM
RE: kings and queens of the wild frontier - by Amalrik - 06-18-2016, 01:31 AM

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