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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on May 20, 2008 19:05:10 GMT -5
A palomino stallion trotted up it seemed that the stallion had not been here for days on end.He then reared highly thrashing through the air squeeling."This is my terra now!"He then landed with a loud thud.He squeeled as she went trotting around kicking his mares,and foals out.He then went looking for around the new terra that was now his.
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Post by ::Sam:: on May 22, 2008 18:48:21 GMT -5
.x A bloodthirsty scream erupts the silence .x
A challenge. The stallion charges into the area, head held high, confidence exploding out of him. His beautiful patchwork shines in the morning light, the cold air rushing through his mane as he gallops. His hooves strike the ground violently, as if he is even fighting the ground on which he runs upon.
I challlenge you for this terrain.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on May 22, 2008 18:57:19 GMT -5
The palomino stallion backed off he wasn't to fight over a little stupid terra.
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Post by ::Sam:: on May 22, 2008 20:05:21 GMT -5
.x Pounding of hooves .x
The stallion rears and thrashes his forelegs, threatening the stallion to get off of his land, or else. A surge of happiness pulsed through his system, and he felt the confidence regain. He would wait for this other animal to exit his territory, then go off to find mares. He might appoint this horse to watch the terrain while he is gone. He comes down from his rear, and raises his head as he approaches the horse. Phantom doesn't want the horse to get any ideas of friendship.
This land is mine. Either leave or accept a position as beta.
Phantom commanded, his words harsh. He looked the horse up and down. Muscles rippled through his coat as he arched his neck, snorting fiercly. Now this was just fun! He couldn't wait to find some mares to spread his seed. His realm of terror was just begining.
x. the phantom of the opera returns .x |
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on May 22, 2008 20:09:11 GMT -5
He stallion didn't answer he turned and ran off.
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