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01-11-2013, 12:16 AM
A desire. A temptation. A lust. Three elements that led him to enter this forest.
Stalking silently through the mist it was clear this place was like home to him. He moved to easily and silently about, as used to such mist and chilly nights as a stallion horse could be. His coat was already bright and beautiful. The weather bothered him none and the mist lessened his vision. Besides, the scenery was nothing when a mare came into view. It seemed like one of his only friends was dead and left behind. He didn't have his family, but they didn't count as friends either. He couldn't complain about his old family to himself, but only because it annoyed his living flesh. The singing birds stopped when he drew near and got ready to fly. The squirrels ran up the nearest trees and hid in the branches. The bunnies didn't dare stay close or even be in the same area as him, but little did they all know Cameo would not hurt them. He did not feel the need to drain life from things so fragile as those animals.
He desired those of power to drink fro. Not literally, it was drinking his lust's fill. Perhaps he would gain some abilities from the mares on this land, though it was more likely he'd learn from stallions, but either way they made him learn. It was the evil beings filled with taint that made his balls jump into his body. To feel alive was great, and those who were cold and cruel made him wince and back off. He did indeed need a variety though. He always loved grullo and cremello mares. They hit him as the most glorious. The least regal was chestnut, for they were far to common in his eyes.
He hoped to find something interesting today as he played the role of the sweet stag waiting for it's next victim. Finally he stopped, his white legs threatening to buckle. He could barely feel the ground underneath his orange-beige hooves, but it was enough to tell him he was moving his legs still. He stopped and stood silently waiting, waiting for his 'prey'. Pale eyes caught glimpse of a horse. Flicking one ear forward he listens and watches.
Stalking silently through the mist it was clear this place was like home to him. He moved to easily and silently about, as used to such mist and chilly nights as a stallion horse could be. His coat was already bright and beautiful. The weather bothered him none and the mist lessened his vision. Besides, the scenery was nothing when a mare came into view. It seemed like one of his only friends was dead and left behind. He didn't have his family, but they didn't count as friends either. He couldn't complain about his old family to himself, but only because it annoyed his living flesh. The singing birds stopped when he drew near and got ready to fly. The squirrels ran up the nearest trees and hid in the branches. The bunnies didn't dare stay close or even be in the same area as him, but little did they all know Cameo would not hurt them. He did not feel the need to drain life from things so fragile as those animals.
He desired those of power to drink fro. Not literally, it was drinking his lust's fill. Perhaps he would gain some abilities from the mares on this land, though it was more likely he'd learn from stallions, but either way they made him learn. It was the evil beings filled with taint that made his balls jump into his body. To feel alive was great, and those who were cold and cruel made him wince and back off. He did indeed need a variety though. He always loved grullo and cremello mares. They hit him as the most glorious. The least regal was chestnut, for they were far to common in his eyes.
He hoped to find something interesting today as he played the role of the sweet stag waiting for it's next victim. Finally he stopped, his white legs threatening to buckle. He could barely feel the ground underneath his orange-beige hooves, but it was enough to tell him he was moving his legs still. He stopped and stood silently waiting, waiting for his 'prey'. Pale eyes caught glimpse of a horse. Flicking one ear forward he listens and watches.
