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Post by ShinjuTsukuda on Sept 21, 2014 14:55:41 GMT -5
Satisfying
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Age: 24
The day has slowly passed and so has Lars patrolling duties, the white stallion was bored out of his mind as there weren't much to mess lately. His legs slowly trotting towards the Fallen city without realizing that he let his own legs control him. His eyes wander seemed to wander elsewhere as if he was in a different world, often he was always vigilant though after Klaus left and many issues have past he found it hard to work under Cain. Something in his guts fine the lead stallion odd even if nothing much happen between them...
shaking his head he snapped himself out of his inner thoughts, He spots many rats scurrying around his hooves. He attempts to shoo them away but they would come back after a while and this annoyed him. "Will you leave me be you pile of trash!" He neighed loudly and stomp his hoof down at one of the rugged rats. The Fallen city was quiet but then all he heard was his on echoes on his stomps and neighing and with that the rats scattered from the vibrations.
"Great I hope no one heard me... now if only I can find someone or something to easy my boredom." mumbling to himself as he try to walk deeper towards the fallen buildings that were mostly made of mirror that cast his image as he walk.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2015 18:21:35 GMT -5
This just couldn't keep going on like this.
She'd taken the habit of quickly leaving herd grounds as soon as tensions began to air or the bachelor issue was brought up. The fourth time this week- what an amazing contribution she was to her herdmates.
Moirragh faced the ground, feeling embarrassed of herself as usual- drinking in the sight of it, an endless soil of concrete eaten up by roots and plants. Wait. Concrete? Her head shot up, looking around her. How in the heavens had she reached the Fallen City, anyways? The lump in her throat got heavier as she swallowed, the realization of the terrible danger she'd just put herself in sinking in her head. Rats. Grass beasts. Bachelors. She looked left. A neverending sea of tall, dead structures. She looked right- more of them. Ruins of the ancient human civilization that now swallowed her.
Her eyes shot open as a loud neigh boomed in her ears.
God Fairying damnit. She wasn't alone. What have you done this time, you useless animal? Her ears dropped to the sides in fear. It must have been a horse, with no doubt- and she began questioning. En Exile? This far? Impossible. Then again, it could have been a loner.
Or a bachelor.
Legs shaking, she cleared her throat and walked a few steps closer to the source of the ruckus.
"Who the hell is there?!" She shouted as her voice echoed through the empty streets.
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Post by ShinjuTsukuda on Feb 17, 2015 16:48:12 GMT -5
The male stopped in his track Who the hell is there? a voice in the near distance echoed from the vibrations of the old ruins. His ears picked straight up as he discern that it was a mare. Hmm a mare alone oh so alone out here what could they possibly doing? This is great I could finally get so entertainment he thought. The male straighten out his arched neck to gain more height as he scanned the landscape for a sign of another four legged like him. His interested was peaked now and nothing was going to ruin his mood from finding this mare as he back tracked his steps.
"Who is out there? Thats no way to talk to another horses is it deary?" He shouted back to see if the stranger would reply back to him so he could pinpoint the their location.
A gigantic smirk spread across his face as he found an new toy to play with. At times the other infantry would call him childish as that what it seems to be. The white stallion loved to play mind games and watching someone suffer was his amusment. Well it wouldnt be to hard to find him he was very tall and WHITE which stand out to all the colorful scenary surrounding him.
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