In her mind she fantasize about gettin with me

He lingered out of sight watching everyone head off in different directions. To his surprise most stuck close to the Rotunda, or headed to the Endless Blue. His brows furrowed slightly as he waited to see others head to the Veins. One small group headed that way, and made up his mind. Taking a deep breath he stepped back into the clearing where some still lingered. He held his skull marked head high as he strode proudly past the other equines. Blue and scarlet eyes looked straight a head as if daring anyone to stop him. His face was blank, stoic enough to make his father proud. Once he was well out of sight he allowed his face to relax back to it's easy grin.

He kept his eyes open for random things that needed cleaning or removed. His first project appeared in the form of two dead trees half standing and leaning against each other. He stood looking at them thinking of the best way to deal with the problem. He was sure knocking them down wouldn't be that difficult, but getting rid of the logs was a different story. Dual eyes gazed around thoughtfully. He hadn't realized how close he was to the veins. Smirking the turned back to the trees judging the angle carefully.

Stepping forward he reared up on his hind legs carefully placing his feather covered front hooves upon the meeting point. After finding the balance point the colt gathered his strength. Pulling his front legs back he grunted as his thick hooves slammed down on the trees. A groan from the dead bark was pleasing to his flattened ears. With a roar he threw all of his weight into his fore hooves.

His legs slammed to the ground as the trees did the same. A dried withered root flew from the ground and slapped the colt across the chest. Pain seared through his flesh as blood rushed to billow from the cut. With his face drawn up the colt snarled and glanced down at the bloody cut. Aggravated he rolled his shoulders trying to erase the pain from his mind. What better way to do than to finish his job. With neck arched, great head lowered, and nostrils flared he advanced on the fallen trunk. Splatters of blood followed his movements. He lowered his head to the first piece of timber and shoved it towards the lava pool that waited for it's meal, like a massive dragon.
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OOC/Tags;; Open to all, he has a nasty cut on his chest, stupid tree xD

Girl I'm the king so that means I'm fly