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10-13-2014, 01:05 AM
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The sound of clattering hooves, impact and a faint noise had the semi-alert stallion flick to high alert in a second, whirling towards the source of the disturbance, legs spread, neck arched and wings out wide. "Who's there?! Come out!" He trumpeted, pawing the ground once in agitation before going still as stone, ears pricked sharply. Bucephalus leaned forward slightly, nostrils flaring as he tried to pick up a scent, but the wind was downwind from him; he could get nothing. He tried to peer into the trees bordering the meadow, but the shadows hid whomever it was well enough that he couldn't make out a single trace. Frustrated and irritated that someone had managed to slip under his guard and come within a radius without him knowing, he half-reared, narrow wings fanning the air hard enough to send some thistle flowers flying from their stems. It was a subtle display of power, a warning...and a bluff. He had no intentions of starting a fight, he was too tired and too long without practice for it. But that didn't stop the black from posing as a threat, his tail lifted like a banner, golden tailfeathers spread as well. His pride demanded he make one hell of a display, and his Arabian and Friesian heritage would be damned if he didn't. He didn't know of the shy mare that was hiding from him, or how long she had actually been there. All he knew was that someone was watching him, and hadn't made their presence known sooner. Bucephalus
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Table by Tamme<3
Feel free to tag Buce in any posts; permission is given for force against him provided it doesn't kill or permanently maim him(ask about the latter)
