hear ye, hear ye!

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[atrb=background, img685.imageshack.us/img685/5678/middlega.png] Long black pillars struck out mightily across the terra. Muscle rippled underneath his sleek black pelt that shined gloriously under the afternoon sunlight. His nape was arched mightily, curved with pride. Warm brown optics gleamed brightly from under his thick forelock which flew this way and that with the winds that he created. From behind him a long black banner flew raised high like a flag. This steed was a glorious creature, made of muscle, sinew and light fat, his bones collected together perfectly, to create the handsome being that moved about the new lands. It was as though he were made perfectly for these lands. They were beautiful, thick forests laced with open patches, and in each opening was a different, magical thing. In one space would be a simple opening, covered in soft moss, long flowers blooming here and there, many herbs that could be used for healing located themselves in these areas. And then in another would be a small waterfall where the waters were clear coming in and in the pool of water that sat underneath the small, rocky waterfall. Long leafed plants hung over the sides of the waterfall, and near the pool were soft patched of moss. Slowly, Cathal made his way up a rise over most of the lands. It was a wonderful spot, a long ledge that gave him a good view of the whole land. Even though there was forest, he could see through most of it, the happenings underneath the foliage. A river ran through the whole area, sometimes thinning out into little streams along the way. It seemed as though there were a few cave-like areas as well which would be helpful during winter and rainy seasons. Sometime, he would take the time to explore these caves and what were within them. Pounding his hoof upon the rocky surface he stood on, he let out a long and heavy call. It was then that he let his vocals be heard to the lands. I claim these lands, I call these lands mine, and any whom object, may step forth! His vocals become stronger towards the end, his inner power seeping through his great black bodice. A red glow seemed to shine around him the faintest bit, the lands seeming to take hold of him, offer its strength to him. Smiling, he looked out once more. Yes, he would do great things with these lands. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; cathal ll crossbreed ll three ll black ll male ll brown Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to day? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, img10.imageshack.us/img10/8219/adultsmiddle.png] Oh wasn’t he the big tough stallion! She snorted and rolled her eyes trotting quite a whiles behind him. She giggled quietly to herself as she thought of a good way to rain on his parade. Oh it was perfect. A loud snort erupted from her nares as she pranced forward head high in the air. ”I do!” she squealed and then pounced on him, her fore limb hooking around his withers to hold herself up on him. He ivories pulled at the tresses on his pole and tugged at his ear teasing him. Oh what a way to ruin a moment of glory! She knew it would get his pissed but it would be so worth it. She had been nervous about being dragged away from her homelands but Cathal had written pretty good about it as he talked. The thought of new lands to claim for themselves always was a good thing. She figured she would stick by his side for a while until he got himself a good harem; then she would wander off in her own ways to have her own life. Or mostly. It would probably always include Cathal though of course she wasn’t sure he wanted to be in her life sometimes. She was just the little herd whore. The vixen got off her companion nipping his shoulder and giggling. She came to his front flicking her tail in his face and prancing down the hill before breaking into a swift canter once she was on the flat ground. Her whinny cried out as she bucked and pranced around in the field wanting him to join her in her game but she knew he was probably gonna put on the big boy face then finally cave like he always did. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Jynx ll paint x mustang x ahkal teke x arabian ll 3 years old ll 15.3 hh ll sniff ll brown ll YEAR 1, SPRING ll western ll 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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