Bachelor Plot 002 | Bachelor's Revenge
Jun 9, 2015 15:24:19 GMT -5
Post by poedogs on Jun 9, 2015 15:24:19 GMT -5
The rabbit's bones snapped with a finality and Cethin's head whipped back into attention, a curious stare on Apollo. Not many just killed to prove a point. The stallion pricked his dark ears and shut his eyes softly, taking a deep breath of fresh air. He was laying down his life for a mission for his leader. He would not fail.
The tension in the ear poked at the group. Threatening like it were a pin about to pop a balloon. One thing could set out all of the tension. They needed to manipulate the tension and bring it down. If they were to get startled by the littlest of things the loud "Pop!" would bring the attention of nearby horses. That was something that could very well. Destroy the plot. Cethin smiled and opened up his brilliant orange-red eyes and looked straight at Apollo, relaxing his ears now that the Elite's head hung low. No show of immediate dominance would show from Cethin. He knew respect. A whisper of a voice greeted the stallion's ears.
“Keep low and quiet, we’ll take shelter in the woods if we spot anything,anything, in the distance. It’s better to take precautions than to be taken abroad into their herd.”
The stallion would never be taken to an Olde group. He just... Their faith was rotten, plagued by things of power that were so controlling. Not loose. Not feared like the Bachelor herd.
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The tension in the ear poked at the group. Threatening like it were a pin about to pop a balloon. One thing could set out all of the tension. They needed to manipulate the tension and bring it down. If they were to get startled by the littlest of things the loud "Pop!" would bring the attention of nearby horses. That was something that could very well. Destroy the plot. Cethin smiled and opened up his brilliant orange-red eyes and looked straight at Apollo, relaxing his ears now that the Elite's head hung low. No show of immediate dominance would show from Cethin. He knew respect. A whisper of a voice greeted the stallion's ears.
“Keep low and quiet, we’ll take shelter in the woods if we spot anything,anything, in the distance. It’s better to take precautions than to be taken abroad into their herd.”
The stallion would never be taken to an Olde group. He just... Their faith was rotten, plagued by things of power that were so controlling. Not loose. Not feared like the Bachelor herd.
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