- swimming in a sea of sound;; - {simon}

[simon]

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[atrb=background, img834.imageshack.us/img834/97/middlea.jpg] the blue duo toned femme watched as Hellborn took position over her son. her eyes flooded with concern after what she had witnessed him do to nexus...and now it was Hex's turn. she knew that she could not stop her black behemoth from doing what he itched to do. if she even tried to cut in on this...skadi would most likely end up dead. a huff escaped her pink lined nares as she allowed her crown to swivel towards the spotted bitch that had put her son in this situatuan. sure she couldnt take her anger out on hellborn...but he should not deny her the right of making one tiny comment. the snarl that had itched to burst froms the mares breast did as she stomped over towards Nexus. the offspirng of Hurricane mirrored her in many way. the bitch, taking control of her first son. skadi wanted to protect him...but she new that if she interferred, hellborn would only grow more aggressive. she did not want to see what hellborn had to do to her son. pinnacles flattened against her skull as she heasrd the growls of the beast and the whimpers coming from Hex. grimace lined her maw...whatever hurt her son hurt her more. staring at nexus, she allowed her fury to kill her run throughout her orbs. it was like a venom, and honey, their was no god damn anti-venom. Stay the fuck away from my son whore! she snarled and flashed her fangs at the femme. now would be a good time to utilize her extra speed and kick nexus down. the fat bitch wouldnt be able to get up. pinnacles worked closer to her skull as she heard a shrill squeal come from her son. nares flared and she could smell the metallic of blood. crimson that hell born was bringing out of his own son. crown whipped back to watch the beast atop hex. her body told her to protect him..that was her son! but then her mind told her to stay back unless she wanted this oasis to be her final resting spot. but then again.... hex whimpered as hellborn took hold of his pole and began to shake him. his mind grew fuzzy with the extreme movement and pressure that was expanding across his skull. this wasnt even his fault! that damn femme...it was her! and now he was getting the worst of the punishment. appendages kicked out in an attempt to get hellborn off of him. he wanted his life. eyes flitted over to a form that was watching...his mother. he knew that she could not help him and he saw the devistating look roll across her features. she was ridged, all muscles tensed and she seemed to have tears welling up in her pools. her hide twitched as if the bond between them was making her feel his pain also. when the pressure came loose, hex stayed down. he needed to rest now....and the throbbing in his skull could not be good. the femme could not control herself anymore. this was ridiculous! she was notorious for her big mouth and damn she was going to use it! her extra speed also aided her in staying away from hellborn if she needed to. pinnacles remained cemented to her blue capped skull as she heard him yell her name. the snarl grew once again as appendages leaded her forward a few steps. words sounded out in a whisper as her confidence quickly fell. if you touch my son again... I will make sure of your death even if I do love you tears dripped down the overos cheeks as she stomped quickly past Hellborn. she wanted to get away from all this shit. she knew that with time Hex would go back to his room to clean up and rest after being thrashed. however, she was unsure of what she was going to do with hellborn and her sharing chambers. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll 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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[atrb=background, img718.imageshack.us/img718/2019/middlet.jpg] The ebony king felt no guilt for what he had just done; not a hint of remorse for anything that had just happened to both his son and his daughter. Not to mention the fact he had not a care for what Skadi thought about it. The painted mare stomped ahead of him obviously wanting be to away from him; what did he care? Little bitch could go cry herself to sleep for all he cared. She could go man the fuck up in their room alone. He wanted to spit at the thought that he brought them here but it was to late to take it back now. He should have just left them back in MUSTANG where their worthless asses belonged! Anger had begun to swim in his veins as thoughts clouded his head; the shrieking voice started to yell about things. Why had he brought them here? Why did he disgrace their families name? It was no doubt the terrible dead voice of his father. Ebony behemoth snorted and once out of sight of the hateful mare he turned off on his own. He didn’t need this shit! Dragon had begun to worry about the where abouts of his king; it had been nearly five days since the beast had come back to the inner reaches. To say the least it was strange even for HellBorn. Dragon had assumed something had happened during their outing by the state that everyone had come back in but he had no doubt that the injuries had come from HellBorn. It was well known he had a temper when he was pushed to far. Dragon of all equines in the inner reaches knew this very well. ”M’lady?” the roaned stag questioned curiously as he walked into the King’s chambers. ”The search party is still out looking for his majesty; if he is not found within two days we are going to assume that the mountain has claimed him.” he said trying to keep his words without emotion as he spoke. ”That would mean until Hex is of age you would take his place; with me as your second of command.” he said trying to think positively that HellBorn was just being an ass hole and staying away longer. But the mare should know what happens if he did not return. ”If the foal inside you turns out to be male, Hex would rule until that time, then when the blood of the king comes of age he would take the throne.” The quick hoof steps of a young messenger scuttled through the door looking at the pair with slight annoyance on her face. ”The guards have found the king” she stated before dashing off. Oh boy what had HellBorn done now? The behemoth stood between two very annoyed guards. By the size of his belly he’d obviously been eating for the past few days and seemed perfectly fine besides being a little sleepy. From what the brute could see on his best friends face he was about to get one hell of a mouthful. ”Where the hell have you been you bastard!” Dragon snapped. The guards snorted and began to speak in a rather angry tone. ”We found him way up in the mountains; eating….” HellBorn lifted his leg on the side to guard was to kick at his hip knocking the equine down with a loud grunt. The northern king flicked his tail walking forward past his friend and the other guard having no interest in listening to them bitch. He wasn’t a foal and they certainly couldn’t boss him around anymore. He honestly just felt like curling up and going to sleep. The brute wandered into his chambers and plopped down on his bed with a loud grunt as he turned his back to the outside word facing the wall. After all the rain and storms that had been happening recently there were plenty of rockslides and mudslides along with many horses injured. Whether or not they were worried about him it didn’t give them the right to bitch. The slight running in his nose was annoying him as he was prone to colds quite easily. Illness in general was something he had to be wary about. He did not have as strong of an immune system as many of the horse’s of the north did… ”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, img834.imageshack.us/img834/97/middlea.jpg] she was pissed. the fury could be seen through the way that snarled venoumsly at the chambers stone walls. others tried to calm her but she was not taking any of their advice. from what she knew, all northeners could go rot in hell! she had never known that such whores and bastards were produced from these moutanious lands...but she had just found a few of them. damned hurricane and her devil spawn nexus were like the prostitutes of the area. they let anyone ontop of them if they have the correct tools. and the bastards...well lets just say she had no trouble adding Hellborn to that list. just at the thought, white fangs grinded on each other sending a sharp pain through her cranium. what he had done to her son was unacceptable! and she was livid....he would surely pay a price from her. the blue roan mare ignored those that came into the chambers to tell her that the king had yet to return. she did not care right now....she wouldnt even care if they never did find him. they could find him in a ditch and she would still be in the chambers, lieing atop blankets and staring at the blackened walls. a growl emnated through her chest as black dragon entered. she did not want pity or visitors. skadi wanted time to herself so that she could loath in her own self pity and anger. she had sent Hex to his room to get better and she hoped that was what he did. her colt had training and he needed to rest and allow the apes to suture any deep cuts that the damned black beast may have given him. mind flipped back to reality when skadi heard the clomping hoofbeats of a guard. no, make that three equines and one was particularly heavy. nares flared as she identified the musky scent to be the one that she loved...or hated at the moment. dark blue orbs seered at black dragon and quickly turned away when she saw Hellborn come into sight. they exchanged words that she had no interest in before she heard the rushing exhale of breath from one of the guards. lids closed as a huff worked through her bodice. she was not going to be in a good mood for this. hellborn hopefully knew what he was getting into by coming back. still the blue roan overo femmora watched the wall, giving the stallion a cold shoulder and the silent treatment. if he wanted to talk, then he could damn well talk. but she was not going to promise that she would talk back. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll 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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