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JUNI!

Aug 23, 2023 23:58:07 GMT

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Post by JUNI! on Aug 23, 2023 23:58:07 GMT

noxys altayr

noxys had no idea how long he’d been paddling, nor when nightfall had broken. all the same, at some point past dawn his tired hooves finally found the sandy bottom of the shallows. his heart was pounding inside his chest, the feeling of splintering rippling along the muscles of his barrel and shoulders. the golden brute couldn’t help the deep roar that escaped him just as it had when he left the shores of peregrine. with the last bit of might that he had, noxys flung himself to where the seaweed flirted with the shoreline of the cay. the stallion looked about in frantic wonder, before a loud thud rang through the jungle as his body hit the ground. he felt liberated to see the wilds of the islands, even as his lungs burned, but his physical being ached from the hours long journey. it was a stupid thing for him to sleep where he lay, but he had nothing more to give.

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it took the stallion two days before he could leave the cay. he packed his front left hood with seaweed and murky algae to alleviate the soreness of crackling against the reefs as he came in. he stuck to the outskirts of laipawa in great attempt to avoid confrontation — he knew naught of the stallion who ruled it, just that his life was devote to protect it. in truth, noxys admired him. was it not his same interest? he was, himself, storm-born to the islands of tathra. on his journey, the golden brute dined on the finest fruits and foliage. while his body seemed to be healing over well, he knew something brewed in his chest when a small cough started. as much as he wanted to take the rest, he made haste to get in the direction of the archipelago, where his true intentions would lie. a no name in these lands, but that would all change soon, wouldn’t it? in sickness or health, he decided. and when he got to the tree line of rose forest, noxys took the scene in with great pride.

what little knowledge he had of the once king kept him pressed to the shadows for a time. he patrolled the forest, monitored foot traffic ( or the lack of ) until he was sure the archipelago was abandoned. on the third day there, lungs burning with the sickness that was slowly setting in, noxys climbed the tallest dune and let out a bellow that scattered the many birds who watched on. the dragon like sound was followed by silence until he spoke into the air, nostrils flared. ”i, noxys altayr, claim this archipelago as my own. let all those who pass these sands know — this jungle, this world of its own, is mine.”

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