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Calcifers skull hung low, almost to the point of dragging the earth beneath him. Every probe or snap of a twig was only recognized by a nonchalant swivel of an ear. The new climate wasn't anything new, after all he had been traveling for the majority of his life so it was a rarity for a scenery to catch his attention or consideration. The marbled horn that sprouted from his blazed forehead curved towrads his poll, perfect for goring and jabbing in battle. Combat was the only thing calcifer took pride in and thrived in. I guess it was his way of forgetting his dreaded past. It was quite obvious he was a fighter, scars cloaked his red chestnut coat stretching all throughout his lithe frame. He tried his damnedest to neglect his recollections of his previous life but the memories would always haunt him. The atmosphere was thick with equine, covering every inch of the forest. Hm, a challenge. This was how he saw it. A challenge rather than a greeting or creating allies. This was all he had ever known, the means for surviving was to fight for your life. Calcifer was slightly underweight, as a few ribs could be seen trailing across his barrel as he walked with slow sluggish strides. Despite his slightly malnourished condition, calcifer was still perfectly capable of defending himself without any hesitation. He was quite cocky and straightforward, as he had always been. That for sure hadn't changed. Born of a royal family heritage of pure unicorns, he hated to be looked down upon. His eyes almost seemed to blend in with the surrounding woodland, as it was identical to the leaves of the trees. The wind-shaken canopy loosened the colorful leaves from above as they floated effortlessly downwards in front of him. This foriegn environment wasn't as threatening or placid as expected, the ambiance of the forest was surprisingly soothing. Now he treaded with a more confident stride, but still a negligent expression plastered across his chiseled features. He had never felt alone or secluded even after all the years of living the solitary life, he had yet to crave the company of another being. After the death of his beloved, Dysis, he had never shared a bond or trust with anyone or anything. With a toss of his bulky skull, calcifer pushed forwards into a brisk trot, the crisp wind buffeting through his shortly trimmed blonde mane. A strange hopeful grin creased across his lips as he leapt forwards into a powerful canter.
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Calcifer
