My crimson coat gleamed with sweat as I ran hard. I had been runnig for days in search of the perfect terra. At last I had found it, here. I reared up on the tallest of the dunes. My hooves sliced the air and I bellowed, "I Crimson Bullet, claim this land for myself. it is to be called, Baron Sea!" With that I slammed back to ground and went off to mark the borders. When that was done, I moved off at a swift trot to go claim mares.
DESCRIPTION:Still near the sea, yet further inland than the rest of the territories here, is a bay. The trees and grass is all good, because there is hardly any sand on the shores and the water is not salty. The sea isn't too far off, but it still cannot be heard even though it can be seen. The hills rise all around the bay, making it a nice place with some flat lands on the edge.