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04-02-2015, 09:22 PM
It wasn't a common occurrence, for the steed to be required to use his body to protect those within his realm. He had halted enemies at the gate, turned them away from entering the realm that was his home, he had aided in keeping his home safe for those within it to grow, ever stronger, greater. But it was notably rare that he had to stop something from within harming his herd. The steed lingered on the outskirts of the scuffle, too large, with his muscular frame and bulky antlers, to get too near, but prepared to intervene should further action be required.
In the meantime, he took the distraction that everyone's attention was one (the escapee, naturally), to observe and learn what he could of those present. He recognised most from the gathering, the meeting that was held not long ago. Others, he recognised from elsewhere - the Doctor, for example, with his sack of poisons swinging by his side. He was surprised, to say the least, to see the young winged mare, but less so when he noticed the horn upon her brow - clearly the rules of the Basin were strict only to a certain degree.
So the steed stood, a sentinel in the darkness of the forest, a soldier more than a spy, a force to be reckoned with should he be put to the test. Silently, he wished to be tested, to be proved worthy… Silently, he longed to be the greatest, the strongest of them all.
In the meantime, he took the distraction that everyone's attention was one (the escapee, naturally), to observe and learn what he could of those present. He recognised most from the gathering, the meeting that was held not long ago. Others, he recognised from elsewhere - the Doctor, for example, with his sack of poisons swinging by his side. He was surprised, to say the least, to see the young winged mare, but less so when he noticed the horn upon her brow - clearly the rules of the Basin were strict only to a certain degree.
So the steed stood, a sentinel in the darkness of the forest, a soldier more than a spy, a force to be reckoned with should he be put to the test. Silently, he wished to be tested, to be proved worthy… Silently, he longed to be the greatest, the strongest of them all.
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