[Zohyd//]

Her heart pumped loudly within her inner auditory system. It's beat quicker as her nares flared and lungs moved in an expanding and collapsing rate while she fought to catch her breath. A shimmery layer of sweat clung to her slick pelt, gluing her mahogany locks to her curvaceous frame. The air was thick and difficult for the red dun, sabino spotted creature to breathe in. She was used to a cooler temperature. Lachlan Breck had been a mountainous herd and then the Isle was always overcast and on the colder temperament with the sea breeze. It didn't seem to get as cold as Lachlan Breck but it certainly didn't get warm either- at least not that she had noticed.

Gracefully she navigated through the thick terrain though. Ice blue gaze enjoying the mixtures of emeralds and Earthy colors that the jungle had to offer. Sixteen point two hand frame floated over the mossy coated lithosphere as she aimed deeper and deeper into the depths of the jungle. Harks flicked forward as the roar of the destination drew near. Kissers parted and her dry tongue reminded her she needed what lie ahead. It felt odd to be traveling out a bit more from the Isle. The lands were deep in the war, an event she didn't partake much in. She was still recovering from her time on death's door when it was declared and while her body was there and had returned to voluptuous, spanish curves- her mind was not. Memories were still blank and spent a lot of time living in a deja-vu state. It was dangerous to leave he boundaries of the isle. She didn't know who knew her. Who didn't. Past enemies? Friends? Alliances? She knew nothing. Hell, she was still trying to figure out if she had a foal or not. But the isle was beginning to grow suffocating. She needed to get out. Needed to give herself space as well as Kraken. For so long she had stayed within his sight. He had been a safety blanket for her but could only guess it grew irritating to have this looming shadow on the outskirts. She did not interact with him while they sought refuge under in The Howling Keep. He was different after losing his lands to The Hound and he needed to heal physically. She'd sought him out once in the Isle, but also sought out the new leaders the same amount. Yet while she wandered away from the Isle her mind wandered back to Kraken and what the pale demon had asked of her feelings towards him a while back.

Thoughts cleared as she neared the edge of the crystal clear liquid before her. Mists from the waterfall wafted towards her direction, it's cooling effect already a sanctuary. Striped daggers paused only a moment before she broke the glass like surface and let the cool liquid swallow up her sweaty frame. A wave of relief washing over her as she cooled off from the humid atmosphere. Velvet kissers made contact and gulped until her dry mouth was satisfied. A deep, relaxing sigh passed through her nares as she began to make her way from the water. Stopping at her knees to relish in the comfort a little longer before she thought about her journey back home.


ooc; fleabittengray - for the thread we discussed where he fucks Sephora up because she was the one to deliver Underoath to Kraken

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ALBION

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The Dark Kingdom had yet to find him and his brother, Julius. They had been spending their time moving through the Free Lands, doing the vast majority of movement at night under the cloak of darkness and shadows. Moving the twins became easier over time. Albion wasn't sure if it was because they had less fight left in them or if they had just started to understand it was better to go quietly, especially as they aged. Neither Albion nor Julius would slaughter a child, but soon enough they would be old enough to be dealt out punishments for not listening. No one stayed a child forever. But Albion was not going to be abusive toward mere children, all things considered. He would not let any harm come to them, either, nor would Julius. They were hostages and were worth more to them alive in good condition than beaten or dead. Thomasin and Selven had not found them yet, but Albion was ready for the day. He would fight until his dying breath against them. Would bring them right down to the pits of hell with him, if he had to. It would not be the first time he attacked a Dark Queen, either.

A sadistic little grin spread across his muzzle as he walked through the humid rainforest of Nomalanga. Julius had stayed back with the twins while Albion went scouting ahead of them to make sure the coast was clear of any royals or their guards. This was to be their next location to hide in, and probably one of the best places to hide. It was easy enough to get lost in here - or to die from dehydration or some other ailment. Albion was already sweating, his dappled gray pelt darker in some spots. Still, despite the sweat, his breathing was even as he walked. He decided on stopping at the waterfall and watering hole for something to drink before continuing on his quest for a good hideaway.

It did not take long to find the waterfall, not when he was here frequently enough. He was not trying to be quiet as he walked through the foliage, as that would make him look suspicious. He broke through the tree line and into the clearing where the water was - and that was when he saw her. It took every ounce of self-control not to pin his ears and charge at her, after all he could be wrong in her identity, but he was so sure that it was her. Feigning innocence, Albion whinnied to alert the mare to his presence, in case she hadn't heard him, and began to approach the water's edge. He was at an advantage here already. The water was up to her knees. It was just enough to slow her down if she tried to run. "You've got the right idea," he spoke, letting a lazy smile appear on his lips. "It is quite hot here. The water looks mighty refreshing. Mind if I join you?"


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