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a wild game.

Descaro Posts: 77
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Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.1hh :: 8 Buff: NOVICE
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01-20-2013, 09:18 AM
This fluid feels like pain, This stoic mood is all in vain
I reach into the dark, I tear the sun and me apart
How many years ago, How many deaths I can't let go
My flesh is temporary, my God extraordinary
D E S C A R O


Descaro twitched as he walked along their herd's border, his duties as a soldier meant a regular patrol of their territory. On the odd occasion he would make his way up the narrow path and into the snowy wastes to scour the land that surrounded them. He had been most vigilant in his duties of late, maybe it was due to losing their previous land, and he spent long periods of time by himself whilst on border watch. It was similar to his time in the Edge, always stalking through the trees and hidden from most. He trusted so few, d'Artagnan was one and his alabaster lover Kou, Faelene another. The soldier knew, however, that he had his allegiance to the herd and to his species, he would protect it with his life for as long as he could. That was the promise he had made to the Frost Heart which he carried with him now under their new Lady. Little was his knowledge of Psyche but Descaro was rather partial to mares and minded little that she now led them. Besides, their herd was made up of far more than just one soul. So it was with a dither of his body that he spotted the lone travelling Tor heading into the Basin.

By the time he approached she already had an audience. A mare he hadn't met before but he offered a nod in mutual respect, she too was as vigilant in her duties as he. Her fur an odd shade of azure with black hair hanging from a tail of a lion. Slowly, he stalked into the tension riddled group with eyes flickering in simmering warning, a horn of precious crystal had formed neatly on his head. Something beautiful yet deadly. It was then he noticed the General Deimos begin his advance and like any loyal Soldier, Descaro fell in behind. His face a terrible mix of venom and menace, coldly his tail swished and lobes curved forwards to complete his impregnable appearance. He said nothing, the words of his General carried enough power without any input from him.

He moved and listened, waiting for any order he may receive and prepared to cover the back of his superior whenever needed. The equine was foolish in her careless wandering, the consequences that followed would be her fault alone.


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Messages In This Thread
a wild game. - by Tor - 01-19-2013, 07:19 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Larkspur - 01-20-2013, 01:39 AM
RE: a wild game. - by Deimos - 01-20-2013, 07:48 AM
RE: a wild game. - by Descaro - 01-20-2013, 09:18 AM
RE: a wild game. - by Tor - 01-20-2013, 12:45 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Larkspur - 01-20-2013, 01:27 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Deimos - 01-20-2013, 01:31 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Descaro - 01-20-2013, 01:51 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Frost Fyre - 01-20-2013, 06:08 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Psyche - 01-20-2013, 06:29 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Ophelia - 01-21-2013, 05:05 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Tor - 01-22-2013, 06:13 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Psyche - 01-22-2013, 10:49 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Ophelia - 01-28-2013, 02:45 AM
RE: a wild game. - by Tor - 02-08-2013, 06:02 PM
RE: a wild game. - by Psyche - 02-11-2013, 12:26 AM
RE: a wild game. - by Ophelia - 02-16-2013, 12:22 AM

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