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Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
#1


YOU'VE GOT THE WORLD ON ITS KNEES, YOU'RE TAKING ALL THAT YOU PLEASE

His steps echo like bullets against the walls of the cave as he marches through it. Each heavy clop, clop of his hooves creates a din that makes his ears flatten against his head, especially when his shod hind-feet land upon the stony ground beneath. His dragons don't like it in here; there's little room for them to maneuver in the cramped conditions, so they've remained outside in the open air whilst their bonded prowls beneath Helovia's surface. The onyx leviathan has no real reason to be here save for rampant curiosity - this is the one place within Helovia that he rarely comes to, and that strikes him as willfully ignorant on his part. There could be a whole wealth of knowledge down here, unknown beasts and untold riches, sunken cities and beautiful women placed here for his pleasure....it seems silly not to explore here and see what lies beneath the ground.

Volterra feels like he's been walking for hours without finding anything of great interest, and he's soon growing bored. There's a hint of wariness about him as he contemplates finding his way back to the surface again from within this labyrinth of caves, but he trusts his dragons to aid him if it comes to it. He is just about to give up and turn back, accept that there's nothing in these caves but dank walls and cold air, when the noise of his hooves suddenly stops. Puzzled, the stallion glances down, and finds to his surprise that he's now walking on moss rather than hard stone. He continues forwards, his curiosity fully piqued now, and the cave opens up into a a large glowing room filled with trees and vegetation. Quite how trees and plants are growing here when there's no light bar the eerie blue glow from the mushrooms, Volterra isn't sure, but he's deeply intrigued by what he's discovered. There's even a misty waterfall in the distance, creating a gently trickling stream that roams through the trees.

The colossus ventures deeper, lowering his head to snap off a chunk of moss. It is tasty, spongy, and certainly seems edible. Rather pleased with himself for his find, the beast shoots a furtive glance around, arrogantly sure that this place is his and his alone - who else would roam this deep beneath the earth to find this little sanctuary when the sun is shining outside? Volterra so rarely finds himself so utterly and completely alone, with his dragons so far away that their consciousnesses are a mere trickle inside his mind and without a single other horse in sight. There's nobody around....nobody to disturb him, just himself and the greenery around him.

What's a man to do? With a wicked smile, the beast casts another glance around to make sure he's fully alone, before allowing nature to take over. Indeed, what's a man to do when he's so completely alone and, as ever, filled with lust and the desire to scratch an itch?

Yes. That.



@Aelfwine COME AND EMBARRASS HIM MUHAHAHA

[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far  ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]




Aelfwine Posts: 101
Dragon's Throat Warrior atk: 4 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6
Mare :: Unicorn :: 16.1 :: 6 years HP: 60 | Buff: NOVICE
Vanya :: Common Cerndyr :: Lamplight Skylark
#2
find me where the wild things are
There was something that had always drew the dappled mare to the heart caves. For now, it was simply the fact that Vanya had not yet experienced such endeavors and life outside of the Throat. They had spent so long beyond the sandy borders, with dunes and oranges cascading over the land and sweltering heat, that Aelfwine felt it necessary to escape the heat, at least somewhat, for the shade of the caves where strange words and marks were scrawled along the stone and various rooms to get lost in. She had been here awhile, now, hidden beyond in another room when she heard the soft thud of hooves, then silence.

For a split second, the doe felt like leaving. Abandoning the heart caves for someone else to enjoy. Besides, it was probably time the two of them headed home for the safe refuge of the Throat. But she didn’t. Instead, she went Vanya out while she went and explored just who it was that decided to also enjoy the caves. Putting on her best face, she held her head high with her dark charcoal antlers as she tiptoed on cloven feet toward the room she thought the sound to come from. Her feet were deafened as it crossed the moss, and as she appeared from around the corner and laid eyes on the mammoth in the center.

And what was it he was doing? Immediately her ears perked forward, her head craning, and when she realized, her head snapped back in amusement. A nicker of a laugh escaped her maw just as quickly as she tried to stifle it. “I’d address you as Sultan, but I don’t quite think it’s necessary given the circumstances.” She grinned in amusement, stepping forth to the dark equine. “I’m also unsure of what to think at the moment.” Her eyes sparkled with entertainment as she looked along his scar riddled body as another small giggle left her lips.

"Talk."

aelfwine
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@Volterra EMBARRASSED 101

Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
#3


YOU'VE GOT THE WORLD ON ITS KNEES, YOU'RE TAKING ALL THAT YOU PLEASE

Given his ability to take a woman to his bed at the drop of a hat, this is not something Volterra engages in very often, certainly not as often as many stallions. Yet he cannot deny the simplicity of it - no flirting required, no fruitless searching for a suitable mare, and no risk of accidental offspring. All of the release with none of the hard work, so to speak. As alone as he is, it seems like a crying shame not to take advantage, and the cave is soon ringing with soft grunts and the warm smack of flesh.

Suddenly a voice pierces his ears, and abject horror spreads across his features as he swings around to face the intruder and jams his forelegs together in a vain attempt to hide what's going on behind them. "Iwasn'tdoinganything!" he gargles out, embarrassment flooding through him and evaporating his steady build to euphoria. This is precisely why Volterra does not lie - his words are so unconvincing that even he doesn't believe them, and he blushes to the roots of his mane as his voyeur steps out of the shadows towards him. His body sags with relief; thank the Gods it is only Aelfwine, and not one of his children or, God forbid, somebody like Rikyn who would never let him forget it!

Despite his protestations otherwise, the thin sheen of sweat on his pelt and the unfurled length hanging beneath his stomach are surely enough to tell the mare exactly what he was doing, and he's never felt more mortified. She's seen him in the throes of passion before, of course, but this is slightly different. Deciding to feign indifference rather than letting her know the depths of his shame, the beast shifts so he's instead standing proudly, his eyebrows raised and his eyes roaming shamelessly across her body. "Did you like what you saw?" he asks in a valiant attempt at nonchalant bravado.



@Aelfwine

[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far  ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]





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