- teach me how; show me why - {simon;;}

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[atrb=background, img192.imageshack.us/img192/5859/middledp.jpg] To Kludd this felt like they were filing in for an execution. Well for him it could just be. He was a bastard of the north; not sired by a northern brute. His mother had lied her ass off so he could get into training with the other colts his age and although it had always been his dream now it was more frightening. He had grown up with these other horse; they hated and tortured him. He knew for them this would be more then amusing. The sound of the guards voice rang in his auds as he spoke to the group of seventeen colts. ”Alright you lot follow it! Line up right here! Make this look good! Your king and his court are watching! From time to time they will be here, up in the tower over there! Make sure you are always at your best!” The area they were placed in was almost like a dish. Stone fences had been placed around and it had been dignified the training area. It had most types of terrain they would encounter in the north. The whole training arena was about one hundred acres in all, forests, cliffs, and battle areas. Many different things littered the massive land area including seven towers. They were carved out of the stone and were watch towers. He had known often HellBorn or his council members would stand up in any one of them and discuss how the troops were turning out; whether they be old or new. Kludd had chosen to be the end horse farthest away from the horses he had known so well as a colt. The horse next to him, from what he knew, was the step son of HellBorn. He had seen him once before on the day he had found himself in a rather embarrassing situation. He just hoped the other horse wouldn’t remember him from that. It was more then pathetic what had happened but it had and now it was done with. He was just doing his best to avoid that awful mare Hurricane. ”Starting from the first horse, Arrow, the horse to your left will be your training partner! The two of you will be challenged together often! If one of you fails you both fail! Some of you may thing this is cruel but it is to teach you one of the northern army’s most important lessons the brute next to you is as good as your brother. Never leave a brother behind!” the brutish dark grey stag said. This was something that he had heard of a lot from the other northerns. Most of the older stags still had their ‘training buddies’ from when they were young. HellBorn in fact was still close with his. Both he and his now best friend, Black Dragon, had been paired together. In fact Kludd could just see the pairs eyes, along with five other horses, looking down on the young horses who were about to be fit with their training armor. It was much lighter then their real armor they would get if they passed but it was not light in any sense of the word. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1, SPRING ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img718.imageshack.us/img718/2019/middlet.jpg] Dark grey optics watched the colts lined up although his eyes were fixed on the two at the end. His own son and that chestnut colt that he had protected from Hurricane. ”They remind you of us eh old friend?” Dragon asked with a chuckle. HellBorn cracked a feint smirk and nodded. ”Very much so. In more ways then one. Both bastards, both rejected by their alliance for being bastards, and some how we both ended up being the top of the crop.” HellBorn replied deep in though. Dragon laughed and nodded. The other horses went quiet and one walked forward to talk to the two stallions. ”Sir?” the stallion asked making HellBorn nod, the faint sound of his armor rattling from the movement. ”Are you sure that it is a good idea to have him in training? Wouldn’t you prefer him maybe to go into scribe training? Along with the chestnut?” the horse questioned. ”No!” HellBorn snarled turning to look at the other stag, his armor gleaming in the sunlight, his dark grey eyes staring out at the other horse. ”I know they can both do this. If you are going to argue with me again commander I will toss you from this tower!” ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; HellBorn ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian ll eight years old ll 19 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1, SPRING Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[simon]

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[atrb=background, img257.imageshack.us/img257/2513/middlex.jpg] today was the day that the colt got to prove himself. being on the earth for 2 years, the blue overo colt could start his training. he knew it would not be easy and it was going to be alot harder trying to prove himself to the northerners. being Hellborn, the kings step son , he needed to work his ass off in order to make him proud. pinacles flipped upwards as he heard the commanders starting to yell. they were telling them to line up...and that was what he did. hex moved down the line of drafty bastards that had already started to line up. mismatched orbs watched as they gave him looks, flashing fangs which was enough to tell him that he did not belong. one of the colts seemed to really get on his nerves. eye contact was made..and hex knew it was on. maw curled upwards, showing gleaming fangs that would not have any problem ripping something apart. vocals vibrated as a growl erupted from his unclenched maw. hex was no weakling...he was not going to let this scum stare at him with a fight radtiating in his orbs. painted pinnacles flipped downwards onto his colored skull. daggers began their assault towards the fat draft that thought he was better than him. hex pushed his crown up onto the others, pushing him backwards a few steps before he allowed his leg to kick out towards the brutes chest. he knew hellborn was probably watching and that he was going to get torn away from thiis other colt...but he did not care. if he needed to do this for respect than so be it. drop your eyes bitch! hex snarled in the others face. mismatched orbs flamed with the anger that he know possesed for this boy. when others tried to pry his gaze from the one he was focused on...his snarl increased in volume. the other still did not seem to get his cue. barred fangs launched at the brutes jugular..if anything this would get the little slut to drop his eyes. however if he did not..then blood would be shed. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Hex ll BREED ll AGE ll COLOR ll stallion ll EYE COLOR ll MOTHER AND FATHER ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img192.imageshack.us/img192/5859/middledp.jpg] Kludd was just trying to keep his eyes down; the last thing he needed was to pick a fight when he first got here. It appeared the horse that would be his training partner would be the son of HellBorn. Wonderful the last thing he needed was to screw up and screw up the other colt’s chance at entering the army. While of course he wanted to enter himself he had doubts that he would pass and have a chance to. A lump grew in his throat as nervousness began to seep into his bones. The colt could feel the eyes on himself and his new companion but he did little about it. Brave or not he was just not willing to pick a fight with a horse that his whole life had tormented him. The other colt seemed to expect what Hex had done as the last thing. The other equine reared up and went to dive down and take a chunk out of Hex when one of the guards stepped in front and the young horse’s teeth met the cold hard metal of the his armor. The other guard grabbed Hex by his pole and tossed him to the ground. ”Don’t you fucking get up!” the beast snarled. The other colt had also been thrown to the ground. ”You don’t fight your brothers…” the beast growled lowly to the colts. The two adult guards turned away to stand back where they were letting the colts finally get up. Kludd walked forward and began to help Hex up while the other colt was helped up by his group of friends. ”I wouldn’t recommend messing with Arrow or his cronies. He will strip your skin off and hang you off a cliff. Believe me he isn’t worth getting in a fight with. His dad and mom are royal blood and would succeed if your dad died without an heir.” he said quietly to Hex watching the other colts snorting and grumbling to themselves. ”We are heading to the armory! We will get you fitted you’re your training armor! You are to keep it clean, well kept, and make any repairs! Hex! I want you to stay behind for a few moments!” the horse demanded before beginning to walk and the rest of the colts following. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1, SPRING ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img718.imageshack.us/img718/2019/middlet.jpg] The stag snorted and began to make his way down to where the colts were walking up to Hex after the others had walked away. ”I have something I wanna give you…” HellBorn said before whistling and a few of the apes came out pulling to small wagon with bits and pieces of armor. ”This was my training armor. We were allowed to do a little more with our armor after we graduated which I did; sort of my predesign for my final armor. So it’s sort of a matching set.” HellBorn said. ”I would like very much if you would wear it for your training.” ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; HellBorn ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian ll eight years old ll 19 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1, SPRING Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[simon]

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[atrb=background, img257.imageshack.us/img257/2513/middlex.jpg] hex could hear a commotion roaring behind him but he gave no care to it. he was in the moment and that included him and this little bitch named arrow. arrows moves might have been quick but they were not quick enough when the one he faced contained the gift of extra speed. with ease, hex dodged that drafts flimsy attack, but before he could answer back, he heard the yell of an officer. mismatched orbs watched as one forced their way between him and arrow. then he felt a pressure on his pole and soon found himself sprawled on the ground. a sharp growl ripped through his vocals and he looked towards his teachers wirh hatred. dont fight with your brothers he heard him scream at them both. brother? how dare he call arrow his brother....he may be working for the same thing that hex was but never would they be brothers. hex's quarter horse and sleek blood kept him from being accepted from these beasts. with ease, hex pushed himself up from the rocky ground. small cuts bled from where the sharp rocks of the mountain had kissed his pelt..but he was unaffected by them. his attention was still all for the brute that had a crowd of murmuring idiots around him. the only one left out was that little nervous colt that had been placed as his partner. they were both rejects from the group..but he knew that they would prove them wrong. that scum will never be a brother of mine he stated with clenched teath..sharp words directed towards arrow. orbs still hard as they watched arrow and his worthless group walk away towards the armory. hex had been ordered to stay behind...he wondered if he was going to be beaten..or worse, be scolded by his father. pinnacles still lay flat against his skull as he heard his partners words on how arrow held royal blood. pshh...that thing could never lead such a land and damned if his blood be tainted with royalty. hex had inherited it from his father....he would not let some wanna be over him in the packing order. a frown creased at his maw as he stared at his partner. What is your name brother?. hex was not afraid to call this one his brother. he had been rejected just as Hex had which made him an automatic friend. before he could here his response, pinnacles picked up the sound of large hooves making their way towards him. the chirps of the apes could also be heard and his attention was drawn to them as he heard the clanking of metal. turning his crown, he saw Hellborn walking beside the cart the apes dragged. when they came close enough, hex took in his words about the armor and how it was hb's training armor. he wanted him to have it. a sense of pride washed through him that at least his father accepted him as a northerner. I will wear it with pride dad he stated as he stared at the armor that was marked with designs and gems. a smile tugged at the ends of his maw, but he did not allow it. instead he stared at Hellborn with the look that a warrior should wear. that was what he had come to become...and he needed to start know. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Hex ll BREED ll AGE ll COLOR ll stallion ll EYE COLOR ll MOTHER AND FATHER ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img192.imageshack.us/img192/5859/middledp.jpg] Kludd knew that Arrow was no more then an ass hole who had a title. Weren’t there enough of them? Sure Arrow had everything perfect which seemed to the reason he picked on Kludd and his life. Kludd’s mother had been in some serious need when she had run into a young southern fighter. Well the rest was written from there but Kludd hadn’t had it easy even from then on. Being a bastard of the north meant he got the last of everything and that was the same for his mother. She had been sick since she had him, the pair lived outside of the mountain, in a less then pleasing spot. This was his ticket for her to have a good life. That was all he wanted was for her to be well cared for and get everything first instead of last. He was more then used to eating the awful grasses that grew out of the crevices of the rocks but she didn’t deserve that. The question of his name was asked, snapping him into reality, and making him look at his companion. ”Kludd.” he stated his Australian accent coming out strong. It was deep and in some ways you could have said it sounded ‘dumb’. He wasn’t going to claim to be the brightest star but he wasn’t the least smart here by any stretch. The site of the black king coming into his vision made him step back and bow his head. The last thing he needed to do was be disrespectful; something his mother had hammered into his head hard enough. The announcement that Hex would be wearing his father’s armor, Kludd could only imagine, was more then a privilege. Kludd would never be able to have that; never get the chance to make his father proud. ”There is a set for you too Kludd. It’s in the armory. Now both of you head there before your to late.” Kludd heard the king say. Armor? For him? That was a surprise but he only glanced up slightly before stuttering ”T-thank you s-sir.” Kindness was not something he was used to in any respect. Kludd watched HellBorn begin to walk away and started on his way to the armory with the apes coming along with Hex’s new armor. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1, SPRING ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img257.imageshack.us/img257/2513/middlex.jpg] the overo stag turned his attention towards the shaky colt that stood beside him. his brother and training partner. hex had asked him his name and he had replied Kludd. however, there was something wierd with his accent. it was foreign...something that had to be taken from another part of the land. he was confused on what type of accent it was but he shook it off. better not ask and embaress him because he seemed to already be extremely nervous. Im Hex he stated in a cool tone, making eye contact with the beast before him. a smile radiated across his maw as it unclenched to allow his melody flow. So, I guess we are partners. hex's voice was cheerfull. he was happy that he had gotten paired up with this colt and not one of the others from arrows gang. but this colt was so shaky that it somewhat scared hex. would he be like this in training. Kludd calm down..Were gonna kick this training in the ass he stated, a chuckle laced with his words. hex gave a sharp nod to his father as he told Kludd that they had matching armor. pinnacles perked as he told them to run along so that they would not be late. hex nudged kludd on the shoulder as he began to walk to the path that the others had disappeared on. he heard the rattle as the apes followed with his armor that hellborn had just blessed him with. he new that the others would look at him with digust..but he did not care. as they entered the armory, hex allowed the apes to place the armor about his bodice. it was light weight and a little large in some areas but it would work. as he fills out, it would fit perfectly. whipcord flashed as he tested the armor at the canter and trot. it was good. he was ready. a snort escaped his nares as he waited for Kludd to be fitted with the same armor. hex was excited for their first lesson...he needed to prove himself to those other twits that he could bring them to their knees as easily as any other could do..even if he was smaller. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Hex ll BREED ll AGE ll COLOR ll stallion ll EYE COLOR ll MOTHER AND FATHER ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img192.imageshack.us/img192/5859/middledp.jpg] When the other colt stated his name Kludd nodded before saying ”Yeah; I already knew that. Everyone has been ranting and raving your name all over the place.” well he wasn’t going to lie and say the northern’s were fond of his new companion. They were fond of Kludd either for that matter. Two bastards; it almost seemed like it was on purpose that they were together. Everyone was expecting them to fail; or at least everyone but HellBorn. That was certain though from what he could tell. He might not have been a telepath but that didn’t mean he did have a good sense about reading people. ”Yeah I guess we are…” he said with a slight smile. Kludd could only give a slight nod when the other colt said they would kick ass in training. He wasn’t so sure of that; on his end not Hex’s. He was sure that Hex could easily beat the other colts he just wasn’t sure if he had enough faith in himself to do the same. Kludd turned to follow Hex as they headed towards the armory; his head going over things over and over again. He knew that training wouldn’t really be anything thing evening other then getting them fitted and explaining the drill and such. Now that all the colts, including himself and Hex, had gotten a chance to get used to there armor and have some last minute changes done it was time to receive yet another long lecture… Kludd stood with Hex listening to the long and somewhat boring speeches the officers were giving everyone. It was all about what time they needed to be there, how they would be scored, and all of the different things. They were told to go home, rest up, and be there early in the morning. They were supposed to bring there armor with them although not to wear it as they would be working on stamina for the first week or so. It would be long hikes up and down the mountain for hours until the officers felt it was enough. Kludd was used to traveling the long distances but he knew at first they would walk them, then move up to trot, then to a canter or gallop. It was dangerous enough just walking on the cliffs. ”Hey do you mind if I just leave my armor at your place?” he asked Hex. For him to take it three hours down the mountain day and night would be more then a pain. Not to mention the apes had to put it on and take it off and well he had no servants like the rest of the colts. ”I live way down the mountain with the rest of the dammed of the north and well; yeah that sorta a long way to take it when I won’t be able to put it on her take it off.” he said. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1, SPRING ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[simon]

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[atrb=background, img257.imageshack.us/img257/2513/middlex.jpg] hex knew that none of the northerners liked him or his mother. it was frustrating to be royalty but to be sniveled at by those lesser. he shouldnt really call himself royalty...but with his mother and the king of the northern territory..you know, he should be able too. it made him mad that he was so discrimated against because of his light boned blood. when those looked at him with anger in their pools, he had a need to rip through their necks and make them his bitch. how he wished to do that with arrow. that would spread his name around the mountain in a better sence. tiwn towers became erect as he heard his partner Kludd explain that he already knew who he was. of course he did, with everybody here blackening him and his mothers name...every figure here should know who he was. What have they been saying about my mother and I?. he knew that they were talking about his mother. she ....an outsider and non-draft was the queen. she was able to tell all of those in the herd what to do even if they did not like her. a bitch she may be..but hex did not appreciate when others talked negatively about his mum. hex's tone was gruff with the aggression that he wanted to use...but he knew that his anger shouldn't be used on Kludd. when they were called into a line again, Hex made sure that he flaunted his armor in front of arrow. crest pulled inward so that visible muscles bulged outwards. smirk laced across his lips as he took position by Kludd. the blue overo listened intently to the instructions of the commanders long speeches. when they finished, he turned his attention back to the chestnut stag. kludd was asking if he could keep his armor in his room. what did he look like... a closet? but kludd must have a good reason for needing to. hex listened intently to the colts reasoning. it was sad that he had to trekk all the way up the mountain just for the training. and that he did not have any servant like the apes, how did he put his armor on? disgust radiated in his pools at the condition that his partner lived in. cranium swiveled as he looked for the large black stallion that was his father. when he saw him, hex nudged at kludd shoulder telling him to follow. daggers clanked underneath him as he made his way to hellborn. dad he called out before hellborn could leave. stopping before him, he glanced his orbs at kludd before continuing. Kludd and his parents need a place to stay in the tunnels..I wont have my partner having to trekk the mountain day and night to get to training. his tone was powerfull, showing helborn that he really wanted this more than anything. downcasting his eyes, he awaited his fathers decision on the issue..hoping that he allowed it. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Hex ll BREED ll AGE ll COLOR ll stallion ll EYE COLOR ll MOTHER AND FATHER ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[atrb=background, img192.imageshack.us/img192/5859/middledp.jpg] It was obvious the aggression that was coming from his partner was about the fact the other northerns hating him and his mother. There wasn’t much Kludd could do about that but he tried to keep an open mind about the mare and her colt so that he would be able to make up his mind when he met them. From what he could tell Skadi was nice enough and Hex was his new brother in arms so he certainly wouldn’t have a problem with him. When the question was asked of him the colt let out a heavy sigh. ”Um, just the whole light blood and stuff, that you guys should head off to the southerns. Of course that you don’t belong and all that stuff. Uh also it was brought up ‘bout you not being the kings blood and stuff and that you should get the title of bastard like all the others like myself have instead of a prince. Oh and that your dad was thinking of having you his right hand man after you graduate next to Dragon his training partner.” When he saw that spark in Hex’s blue eye he knew right what he was going to do. Oh shit! Last thing he needed was the other to go blabbering about this whole sob story to his dad and try and get him moved somewhere or to see if he could stay. Great one thing he needed was to piss of the leader of the whole alliance. Kludd watched the massive king turn to look at his son when he was called. He listened to what the other said and the corner of his lip twitched slightly in a smile at his son’s words. His black banner swished against the armor on his hind legs. The stag snorted softly and flicked one ear back slightly before he began to speak. ”Yes. They may move up into the tunnels. There is an open area in the south corridor not far from where we are. Why don’t you two both go after training.” the brute said before turning and beginning to walk away without another word. Kludd couldn’t help but hold his breath while he waited for the verdict. He had been far to nervous to follow his painted friend and find out what fate his mother and he would have now. The last thing he needed was to get in trouble when he wasn’t even the one who asked. It didn’t seem to be terribly bad from the small smile he had seen twitch at the corner of the king’s lips but that didn’t mean it was good. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1, SPRING ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[simon]

lokið!