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KRIEGER.
If I’m a flame, I’m a forest fire speaking savage tongues
In the caves out of the caves, who care? It certain wasn't this red and white beast that made the mistake to feel. He snorted ducking to avoid the entrance to the caves. he would be happy not to hear those idiots complaining about the darkness. Dark gravely chuckling exploded from within the massive chest. 'If only they knew of true darkness, then they would be terrified.' His thundering chuckle sounded for a while as he strode on. The cold air did feel good but the caves had honestly not bothered the stallion. Monstrous hooves pounded out an even rhythm as he moved into a smooth lope. he was the master of his own design a master of killing, a master of all. A cold smirk spread over his maw as he moved towards a place he had heard of, but never visited himself.As the sweeping willow trees started to thicken he slowed to a walk moving steadily. Krieger raised his tremendous head puffing out his broad chest, allowing him to force his bulk through the tickling vines. Snorting he kept pushing snapping the occasional branch he kept his chest pushed before him bright yellow eye gazing around searching for what he knew was here, water. Even alone he was careful to hide the sightless sun with his red waterfall of forelock. Grumbling to himself about his eye as he grazed his side on a trunk leaving behind some red and white hair. 'Even this is weakness I am still stronger than most.' He rumbled his thunderous chuckle again then the scent hit him and he picked up the pace.
Licking his parched lips as he reached the frozen water. he lowered his great dome and sniffed at the ice, it was thick, but not to thick, not for him anyway. He threw his hulking frame into the air taking a moment to strike at the fridged breeze as he balanced on his strong hindquarters before slamming down on the crust. A satisfying CRUNCH rang through the air as the ice gave way. The shiver that ran through his body wasn't just because of the subzero water lapping at his cannon bones. Satisfied he lowered his greedy lips and sucked at the chilled water enjoying the cold rushing into his gut.
"Devil's Tongue"'Horrific Thoughts'
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