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03-21-2013, 06:35 PM
If every living thing dies alone,
what am I doing here? Duchanar's pace was uneven, and staggered. he had no idea what this was all about, but it was a herd meeting ,and him being in a herd now meant he had to go, or be kicked out. Thor had always been a great friend to Duch, despite his rude demeanor, in all truth something the ebony stallion did not deserve. Same as for Mirage, she accepted him into her heard, knowing nothing about him, nothing of his past, or about all of the horses he had slaughtered long ago just for fun. His long legs carried him up to the group of many horses, which of none he knew. He looked carefully at all of them, their faces all fixated on the two standing up front. Mirage and Thor. Duch knew it would be the right thing to greet them both, even if the thought of greeting his leaders was unsettling. M'lady he said as he walked up to Mirage. He dipped his head in acceptance to her leadership before he turned to Thor. he did she Thor as a brother now, but was not sure what to address him as now. Brother. Thor, Congratulations He dipped his head ever so slightly just as he did to Mirage. So what was this whole "Herd meeting" thing about anyways? It wouldnt really matter though, not as though he would be getting any recognition from the two as to being more than just another stallion. no one special. He turned away from the two and headed towards the large group, he settled in next to a few horses and waited for whatever was to be said so he could leave. But who knows? Maybe he would grow to be quite fond of his new "family" Even if the people standing around him were his family and he knew non of them, and he wasn't about to start introducing himself now. If they had any interest in knowing him, or who he was, well that was up to them, not him. OOC: Duchanar :: Worlds Edge Stallion :: Protector- Unskilled Speaking | Thinking | Doing Notes;; Words;; 335 Tag;; Herd Meeting Credits;; Image; indigodeep.deviantart.com | Table; Frostie |
