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Jul 24, 2009 18:20:08 GMT -5
Post by RUSH on Jul 24, 2009 18:20:08 GMT -5
... it wasn't that he wanted to claim the property as his own, he just wanted to cruise somewhere new and fancy. Okay, maybe this wasn't the fanciest, but it was at least somewhere to walk on. Despite the fact it looked just about as active as a roadkill, which he found to become of great liking to, he continued to move right on it. Flicking his white tipped ears back against his charcoal coat, he pulled himself to a quick halt and stared down the massive, barbecued tree atop the monstrous hill. "What the hell?" What sorta enormous tree rises on a perfect little hill just to get electrocuted? A weird one. Snorting, he picked up his gate as he ambled closer and closer to the tree.
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Jul 24, 2009 18:25:16 GMT -5
Post by format on Jul 24, 2009 18:25:16 GMT -5
because it was a little bit too unwelcoming, because it was a little too boring around him, because he was a little tired of being controlled, the stallion loped down the - well.. wasn't exactly fresh land was it? burned and charred, but much better than any racetrack he'd ever lived to race in. thought the racer had escaped, that didn't mean he didn't want to run. he galloped up a hill, away from the gated limits he'd known his life. powerful legs pushed him up, he tossed his head, and if thats what it was, a smile if a horse could have one. but in his lively dart across the lands, he hadn't noticed the charcoal horse among the rest of the charred lands - he ran into him.
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Jul 24, 2009 18:33:24 GMT -5
Post by RUSH on Jul 24, 2009 18:33:24 GMT -5
Jutting his large head up, he outstretched his long neck and opened his jaws to let out a mere yawn. Rubbing the bones in his jaw against each other, he didn't flinch as they pronounced a crackling noise. Strangely enough, he was actually addicted to doing this! Nasty, but, he was pretty darn sure his jaw would fall off in the next week. His thoughts bubbled up within him, curiously pricking at different ideas of what to do with it after it pummeled to the ground. Some form of kickball?! The possibilities were endless. Almost to the tree, and too sucked up in his own world to notice, he stumbled right on over as this other mass smashed into him out of no where. Rolling right on over like a dog to show his underbelly, he swung back onto his side and lurched onto his feet in an instant. With white tipped ears flat to his cranium, his response surely wasn't a happy one. His jaw clattered and his head swung at him threateningly. "Watch where your going, you flippin' bozo!"
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Jul 24, 2009 18:39:30 GMT -5
Post by format on Jul 24, 2009 18:39:30 GMT -5
gauge stumbled back a bit, keeping his balance, shaking his black mane. for a second, his eyes were crossed, confused from the crash, but then he shoot his head, clearing it away. "AYE. sorry bout that. you just standin' here or you own this place?" he asked, stretching his neck to the side, cracking it, feeling the crink go away.
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Jul 24, 2009 18:55:26 GMT -5
Post by RUSH on Jul 24, 2009 18:55:26 GMT -5
He dead set stared at the other stud when he crossed his eyes, but dismissed it almost as fast as Gauge did and found himself in a peril of thoughts all over again. Blinking at his question, a single ear pricked toward Gauge as he took a few steady steps away from him. As if debating it for a second, he tipped his head to the right and looked at the other male in the eye once more. "Sure." He answered both questions, even though he was heading to the tree. Honestly he wasn't sure if he was lying or being truthful, but he also wasn't sure if he even wanted to bother with taking the place up in the first place. Only more did he find reasons to create a false story for his actioning. Whipping away from him, he proceeded to head toward the battered tree.
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Jul 24, 2009 19:24:46 GMT -5
Post by format on Jul 24, 2009 19:24:46 GMT -5
gauge quirked his head. "uhh..yeah.." he said, tossing his head, looking around as the stallion walked away. only an hour had he'd been able to make the break from the hell-of-a-home he'd known, he had no idea how to be a wild horse. so, he normally would not have done this, but, it seemed for the time he had no choice. He started walking after the stallion a little. "Where you heading..?" he asked, hurrying a little to catch up.
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Jul 24, 2009 19:32:01 GMT -5
Post by RUSH on Jul 24, 2009 19:32:01 GMT -5
Ambling up the hill toward the scarred tree, he flicked his ears back as he listened to catch the other male's voice easier. "Something gorgeous." Pulling himself to an easy halt, he arched his neck to look back at the other stallion following him. He simply took a note of his nature, he didn't quite seem to have the 'wild animal' spark besides running. Zero's eyes lazily flickered to the tree, and then back to Gauge. "'M Zero. What's your name, Chap?"
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