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Luken Posts: 27
Hidden Account atk: 4 | def: 7 | dam: 7
Stallion :: Equine :: 17.0 :: Three Years [Tallsun Born] HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE
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03-10-2013, 04:22 AM


If there was one thing that Luken noticed during his grand adventures, one thing, was that there were too many fillies in the Edge. The draft-mutt colt wanted another boy to play with, someone who he could wrestle and romp in the mud with without any worries of ‘hurting them’ or ‘getting them dirty’. The young boy gave a snort through little nostrils, stamping a beige hoof in a fit. Oh, he didn’t mind playing with the girls that frolicked through the Edge in masses, not at all… After all, they were cute, but right now the young boy’s mind was filled with things other than the cute fillies that ran rampant through his home.

He loved his sister, Laila, he truly did… They were oftentimes found glued at the hip, although Luken was always just a bit farther ahead than his twin, bolder and more certain of himself, where Laila was shy and hesitant. It wasn’t he had anything against her, but for once, Luken just wanted someone he could really get down and dirty with.

Paced at a high-knee trot, a gait that had been passed down by blood from his father, the spotted colt’s chocolate eyes examined the paths around him. He wasn’t too far from where Destrier was, at least… He hoped not. The last thing that he wanted to do was worry his father, especially since their mother had up and disappeared. The thought of Tor left a bitterness in the colt’s mouth and he was quick to swallow, directing his attention to the here and now. Of course, when his mother had left, depressed thoughts had plagued him; had he and Laila done something wrong to drive their mother away? Had he mis-behaved, or was he not up to Tor’s standards on what a son should be like? He had wandered off a few times, sure… But wasn’t that normal for a colt his age to explore the land that he called home?

Besides! He was a warrior, a protector, a knight in pretend shining armor, and he could fend for himself if he needed to. No one needed to worry about him when he ran off on his little adventures, for he had nothing to worry about. Giving yet another snort, the white and black splotched colt was so lost in his musings of independence and fighting warriors that the sudden flash of gold caught his attention. Mid-step, Luken paused, pale ears swiveling towards the sound of a muffled voice. What was that…?

Twisting his head, he saw her, a filly who was younger than he was. Curiosity bubbled within him, yet also annoyance. Of course, another filly… Knowing better than to act rude, however, the young would-be gentleman cleared his throat and stepped through the trees, moving closer to the golden filly. She was a peculiar thing, with a gold basecoat and strange white markings. A leonine tail swished behind her tiny rump, and a horn, a horn!, was protruding from the filly’s head. Oh, she was quite magnificent, now that Luken had looked closer…

“Hi there!” Luken called cheerfully, stopping his approach a few paces away and standing stock-still, head raised and a smile upon his pale lips. “Who are you? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before… My name’s Luken!”




LUKEN
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Talk, talk, talk [open] - by Jasiri - 03-09-2013, 04:34 PM
RE: Talk, talk, talk [open] - by Luken - 03-10-2013, 04:22 AM
RE: Talk, talk, talk [open] - by Sakura - 03-19-2013, 08:40 PM
RE: Talk, talk, talk [open] - by Jasiri - 03-21-2013, 05:11 PM

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