Dead or Alive (Challenge)

[nala]

A hoof stamped on clay baked soil makes a crunching sound. One pressed into the mud, a sticking sound. Even when a hoof is heavily placed upon the rocks of a mountain it sounds threatening and overall unpleasant. Argus' hoof was not quite as hostile; Argus' hoof hit the beautiful white sand of the beach. His creamy white nose was held to the sky, taking in not only the salty smell of the ocean, but also the faint stale sent of a stallion.

You should a' stayed on top of it. The cremello thought to himself. You shouldn't a' left this all alone and all to me. His legs went rigid at the thought, his tail moving excitedly behind him as he prepared to make the final call. "Come out, come out, old King. I'll take care of the island in your absence." Argus usually wasn't a cocky stallion, but today his colt-hood got the best of him. He wanted a family too deeply to give up this opportunity.

[nala]

Three days have passed. Argus stakes his claim.

[Hud]

Looks like exodus has taken too long to respond.
CHALLENGE WON BY ARGUS!

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