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Oct 3, 2005 17:02:53 GMT -5
Post by ebony//apple on Oct 3, 2005 17:02:53 GMT -5
The young Shetland walked into the lands she did not know where she was or who was here. The place felt eerie, her heart sped up, she knew if anyone attacked there was no way she could out run them with her short legs. It made her hate her heritage even more. She heard a sound so slight it might not even have happened. She froze waiting to see if some one was approaching.
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fang
Well Known Equine
A howl... A neigh... A snarl... A snort... Then Blood
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Oct 6, 2005 10:52:42 GMT -5
Post by fang on Oct 6, 2005 10:52:42 GMT -5
Fang had been in these lands before but for no purpose. He was just passing through just trying to get from one area to another. Besides breeding season hadn't started yet. Animals were still just trying to find a mate. He was headed towards the claiming area to try and find some food and maybe if it was convienient for him, a mate. He froze. He had caught a scent. A horse. A lone horse. He crept closer then with a menacing smile he thought. Why don't I put a little fun into this. Then delibertaly he stepped on a fallen dead branch. It snapped slightly, giving away his postion. He felt the fear that flowed from the young horse. Then he crept out of the shadows, exposing himself to the horse. It was a young Shetland. He smiled, showing his dagger like fangs. This'll be too easy, those legs couldn't get her far before I could overtake her. He stood his ground and glared at the pony waiting for her to make a move or, if she dared, speak.
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