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04-21-2014, 01:18 AM
The beast had been wondering the herd-lands once again his twisted mind dragging through the mud. Thoughts of mutiny and anarchy scuffled and fought within his deep skull. The hulking stud longed for power lower soldiers to command; to push around like pawns. Thoughts of the mare he had spent time with the night before fought for position among strong ambitions. In the end his training pushed the power hungry thoughts away and left him with images of the small roan mare. She would bare him his first foal, 'With any luck she'll have a son for me.' He thought almost bitterly, then rolled his massive shoulders before dropping his head to graze on the freshly exposed grass. Even before the foal approached the beast knew she was there, but thought if he ignored her she would carry on her way. He grumbled softly as the foal came closer, but he continued to graze, eyeing her dark coat and white eyes with a feeling like curiosity. 'Is she blind as well?' He thought silently, surely not since she had found her way to him easily enough. Her words made his great horned cranium lift to gaze into the white orbs. His long scarlet locks falling with years of practice over the beast's only weakness; well in his eyes anyway. Instead of taking great offence to her words the stud let his thunderous laughter ring aloud. His voice was a cold dangerous avalanche, "Tiny awkward foals should learn their place and hold their tongue." He lifted his head and snorted softly before continuing, "Maybe you're the weird one foal. Now, tell me your name." His bright sunflower orb sparked, with something much like playfulness as he took in the odd dark foal. "Talking"’Thoughts’ Words: 291 @[Jorogumo] OOC: Sorry it took so long! Krieger |
Please tag Krieger! All degrees of attacking is fine besides killing him, besides power-play(ask permission!)
