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Hotblack [Equine Empire - Ricochet]

Colt Posts: 68
Hidden Account atk: 3.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 6.5
Mare :: Equine :: 14 hh :: 5 years HP: 63 | Buff: NOVICE
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The woods rose around her like posts in a living gate, separating her past from her future, all she needed to do was push it open and enter.
She hesitated for that very reason, uncertain if she wanted to leave her past behind at all. Her present was certainly no good, but before then, long before when her muzzle was still milk stained, that had been enjoyable. Could she return to that time? Was there a gate for that life?

No, she already knew.

A sigh spun from her nose as her head slowly swung back around, eyelashes blinking away the last of the light that lay behind her in the wilds. Helovia, she thought with a careless apathy as she passed through the gap between some tall pines and let the forest fully swallow her. She could not know what this war-torn world would hold in store for her, but she had a guess it wouldn't be anything good - nothing had been since he'd yanked her to his side.

He had told her some of this place and she had listened halfheartedly, as most children are apt to do with stories of their parent's lives, but she had always been attentive to the parts about his failures here. He had left once and fucked her mom, and left again to steal her away in the night.
Now he returned here, with her.

He had gone ahead days ago, leaving her to travel alone as yet another test of survival in which he likely hoped she would finally fail and die. Every once in a while the dog would come scouting back, its amber eyes seeming to pierce her soul.
She fucking hated that dog.

"I'm here," she announced to no one in particular as she flopped against a tree trunk, weary from her travels in mind and body. A long trek had been made only longer when it felt constantly uphill, fighting against her will and her heart to take each and every step. She had simply wanted to run away, but even when she got the opportunities she always stood paralyzed like some idiotic deer. The idea of being deemed a coward shook her to the core more than threat of death itself could, and for that reason she stayed, biding her time.


HAPPINESS IS A WARM GUN




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Hotblack [Equine Empire - Ricochet] - by Colt - 10-23-2013, 12:06 PM
RE: Hotblack [Equine Empire - Ricochet] - by Colt - 10-25-2013, 11:35 AM
RE: Hotblack [Equine Empire - Ricochet] - by Colt - 10-28-2013, 07:28 PM

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