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Post by riverstonestud on Oct 29, 2009 17:23:49 GMT -5
Splash slowly walked on the frozen ground of the land. She'd wandered here from far aways off. A total different land. The mare's coat was dull without luster. It was because the mare had a foal growing inside her, and it was a tiring work indeed. She needed to find a place to lay down and rest for her legs burned like they were to be on fire. Splash found her refuge near a small lake. There was no place she would liked to have layed down at, but she finally felt her legs succumb and she layed on the snow covered ground.
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Post by Wildfire on Oct 30, 2009 18:40:11 GMT -5
~Royal Meet me on the equinox
The painted duke had been patrolling his new lands, leaving his scent along the entire border. He had a lot to do if he wanted to get this herd together and start it growing. Establishing borders was high on his list, along with gaining new members and getting the herd together. Once he did that he could focus on deciding ranks within the herd and then eventually expanding the herd in the spring when the weather wasn't so harsh. Orbs were fixed on the path in front of him. To the right lay the lands of another herd and to his left were the beautiful lands of Annaffiare. He never failed to get lost in the beauty of it. The land seemed to stretch forever, like a never-ending blanket of snow. But nearby there was a figure that didn't seem to belong with the rest of the nature around it and at once he recognized it as the form of an equine.
Harks perked high and he immediately decided that this was no threat. One would not let their guard down so easily alone, especially in this weather. Taking off at trot, he lessened the distance between them, calling out to the other with a whinny. Dome was alighted high atop his own figure, taking in the other creatures appearance. Undoubtedly they looked as if they had been through quite an ordeal. His own thick winter coat still held its glossy shine. This one's however was dull and listless, stretched out over a bulging belly. A pregnant mare then. He decided of the identity. Hello there. Baratone lyrics called out to her, I am Royal, King of these lands. Intense gaze swept over her, as he stopped a respectable distance away from her. [/center][/font]
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