The Fatalist [JUDGE]

The Fatalist [JUDGE]

Birch Posts: 37

Windtossed Foothills Warrior

Stallion :: Hybrid :: 17.1 hh :: 84 Months

Adoptable

09-15-2012, 11:13 PM (This post was last modified: 09-15-2012, 11:13 PM by Birch.)

The bitch growls at him and he is not afraid to bite back. He is not characteristic of his breed- peace does not run through his veins, family values do not take precedence. Birch could have cared less about loyalty; to see it before him in the cur defending her master was strange enough. What he did not have was not worth having- what he had would not remain for longer.

And so when Archibald mentions the Lignea mare residing in the Foothills, he feels nothing. For many their would have been a yearning for home or any who reminded them of it, but Birch is steeped in apathy. He seethes silently in solitude, views the creature and his love for his companion as an obstacle on the way to death. "Great," Birch says sarcastically, not caring enough to proffer his own name. "Good for you two."

He could not have cared less- he finds it strange that they insist on acting friendly towards him when he has made it clear that he has no affinity for the stranger. His eyes roll and he turns away from the massive stallion, not considering that it may be unwise to show discourtesy to him. "Now why don't you just fuck off?" Comes the retort, vicious and biting. His white eyes sparkle with annoyance, and the red flecks in them appear for all the world to be traces of blood.

[[WC: 237 || PC: 0/3 || N: Spar time! Teaching spar judged for VP, magic and companions allowed. 3 posts each + closing defense.]]

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