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10-22-2012, 09:55 PM
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To risk everything and still survive When you’re standing on the battlefield And all the pain is real Seven years had seemed to come and go in the blink of an eye. In the small herd he had been born, Xanthos had grown up loving and protecting his family with everything he had. As adventurous as he was, he'd often found himself in some bad situations, and through trial and error had learned just how much he could handle. When he had come of age, the young stallion had been chased off to start a life of his own, choosing to explore the lands for as long as he could, until now. Now, it was finally time to make his mark on this world. Helovia was a land full of wonder; there were more than just unicorns, which Xanthos knew best. He had always believed that Gods truly did exist, but he had never laid witness to them.
As he made his way into the land, the grullo took in the mountainous terrain when wonderous eyes. It was absolutely beautiful here, and while it put the stallion on edge to sense so many others here, he knew that this was a place of general peace. He only came to a stop when he came into a small clearing in the trees. His ears moved about in keen alertness, searching for anyone that might take interest in a new recruit in their herd. Xanthos held no interest in leading a herd himself, instead seeking a role at a leader's side. Whomever chose him, if any, he would make sure to prove himself at any means necessary.
That you must’ve done something right Cause you’ve never felt so alive
Unicorn | Seven | Grullo | Stallion |
