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[atrb=background, i48.tinypic.com/20h7tkz.jpg] [scrolly:h(150),w(550),sy,c()] Sienna coated hessian slowly wandered through the halls of the Inner Reaches. He had no purpose in life any longer. His mother had passed leaving him alone and then Hex had disappeared leaving him even more alone. He was alone in this whole wide world with no friends and no real job. Yes he was being trained for the army but he would only be another pawn. That was all he would be. Just a another thing to be killed off in battle if he wasn't fit enough or he wasn't strong enough. That was all he was ever going to be to anyone. It was a depressing life style that he couldn't help but regret. Why had he ever agreed to become part of the army? Maybe because he thought he would be able to provide for his mother and keep her safe but with her gone there wasn't anything that he could do now. He was stuck in a life style that he didn't think he was fit for. THe brute listened to the sound of his flints clopping on the stone floor beneath them. His creamy toned banner had gotten cropped like many of the horses in training so it was straight across just below his hocks. Why he had let them do it he didn't know but now he had a shorter tail and an annoying roached mane. Or rather it had been roached and it was growing out now. He had no doubt they would want to do it again to both his tail and mane soon. When his tail had been cut it had only been just above his hocks but it had grown rather quickly. As they went through training they were told to be kept clean and well trimmed and after that they were allowed to change their appearance to suit their liking. Kludd was looking forward to that since he much preferred the shaggy unkept look for himself. He didn't look good in this all done up stuck up way. His sad green orbs were focused on the ground and not paying attention to anything in front of him only to feel something bump against him. He looked down to see a little red filly under his gaze now. She looked somewhat familiar but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It only took moments for the sadness to dissipate and for it to be replaced with his normal 'screw the world attitude' ”Watch where you're going you little shit!” he snapped at her growling low in his chest. He shook his neck still not getting used to the annoying lack of mane. His cropped tail swished back and forth ferociously whipping at his flanks. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll Polic x Optimr ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh [will mature at about 17.2] ll extra strength plus regeneration and spring step ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1 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, img844.imageshack.us/img844/7000/middlen.jpg] The little hot head of princess was storming form the royal quarters, not being able to stand being around there with her moppy father that cared not for her. As well as her brother that lied just to please her and make her feel better, she knew for a fact he didn't love her in the least, he only used the words to replace saying hate. So conceded and pitted on making the world against her perhaps she didn't see the purpose of why others acted in such and went quick to assumption. Yet she wouldn't just lay down and take it. Passing through peasents of the kingdom as she went through the personal Quarters, not caring if she bumped into anyone. They were no concern of hers, that was untill an ignorant fool snapped out at her and threw and insult at her. Making her stop dead in her tracks and without pause she lashed out at the flaxen brute's rump with her ivories, in instant punishment of soiling royalty. ”Slice your tongue off Peasent! You are to make way for royalty! ” Extasii hissed stomping an iron against the stony ground and tossing her crown high she was still pretty short compaired to the brute. Only being 6 months old put a damper on intemidation, her attitude didn't though. ”How dare you call me such.” The chestnut roan filly huffed defiantly plodding to stand right infront of the stud. Looking up to him with harks pinned back flat, a daring stance she took that displayed a dominant horse testing a less superior equine to try anything against her. Red tresses striking the air and her flesh harshly as it whipped side to side high in the air behind her. ”Beg you sorry and I'll release you from my presence. Do otherwise results in punishment!” She blurted threateningly, not recognizing or realizing he was an old friend of her late half-brother. He only registered as another rude soldier of her father's that needed manner adjustments. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Extasii ll chestnut roan ll newborn ll 17.2 hh llgorg x optimr x qatar ll Sniff/Siren's Song/Telekinetic ll bluish grey eyes ll Born here, Yr 1, 6months old ll Northern Character Log;; click! 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, i48.tinypic.com/20h7tkz.jpg] [scrolly:h(150),w(550),sy,c()] The infuriated little princess automatically seemed to show much of her mother's fire though the heavy brute had little fear of the thing. She was something that he could be flicked off in an instant should he wish or have any desire. The little bitch dared to lash out at him causing him to swing his hind quarters out of her range and then back to try and topple the little bitch over or at least give her a good whack in the mouth. ”Little bitch! I'm not fucking budging!” he roared back at her arching his heavy neck. It was clear she was trying to dominate the aggressive brute or trying to make him intimidated but honestly she was not even half his size. Bulk wise he could knock her over almost to easily so he wasn't worried about that. Her small size would give her the chance to squeeze by him but her powers were weak while she was young so he didn't think she would be able to do much in that respect. She seemed to be just as infuriated that the brute had called her a little shit which was only adding fuel onto the fire for him. The more angry and full of fire she became his fuse was burning slowly. When he got to the end he wasn't sure he what he would do. It was almost like he just went into a raging red with no chance to stop him. Some wondered if he had Demon Form but of course he didn't carry it. It was just a short temper. ”Listen you little dirty blooded miss fuck. I'm warning you don't test me you little classless bitch.” he snapped at her. He had no problem treating a royal as he treated everyone else. That was all she was. Just another equine why should she be treated any better then anyone else. It was clear that he was becoming infuriated with the filly. His plume was beginning to whip back and forth angrily; his thorns were pinned against his skull while his nares began to flare as his blood pressure was rising. It was like a raging bull ready to erupt any moment upon the little red target ahead of him. ”I'm not afraid of your precious daddy! Believe me! I doubt he would kill your deadbeat step brothers old training buddy knowing that his daughter is such a pushy little bitch! Look hunny life ain't perfect! It's shit! You get treated like shit! You get stepped on! Just because your daddy wants to sell you off as an easy mount and your bro don't like you all that much don't mean you gotta act like a little stuck up hoe!” he snapped at her having talked to HellBorn a little previously. He had been told the problem though he honestly hadn't though that he would see the little shit anytime soon. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll Polic x Optimr ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength plus regeneration and spring step ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1 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, img844.imageshack.us/img844/7000/middlen.jpg] A loud squeal echoed from her hatch as she attempted to quickly avoid the side strike of the massive brute, partially rearing and pivoting her body away. The brute's flints barely brushed her shoulder, enough there would be a raised up bruise later in time. Then the mungrel began battering her with insults from hell below none stop, one had to consentrate practically on what wasn't an insult... oh wait none of it. Ivories clenched together as her temper boiled, pursed kissers starting to part baring her dentals, for once holding tongue for a bare few moments letting the other say his ranting peice. The rouge vixen was in slight shock of how this flaxen behemoth could mutter and create such blasphamy of cutdowns at her. Small items like rocks or pebbles began to shake and vibrate to a minimal extent as the red fae's body strained as tight as the tension of a bungy-cord pulled to maximum extendable length ready at any moment to snap at the tension. ”You self conceited asshole! You have no right to speak of me, my family or anyone that pertains to me! I don't think I really care if my father cares or not. He obviously doesn't if he just blabbers his problems to just any of his dead-beat soliers! I will test ANYONE I please you cock-sucker! And DON'T tell me how to act! I listen to no one!” Her voice escilating and rising in the end till she was screaming into the behemoth's fascade, a hind hoof bashing the cold footing of stone beneith them every so often in her rant. With very ill choice just as the end of her lyrics, in this moment in time there was no chance anyone could think she had Sirens song, there was a red blur of her as reared forward to strike at his skull and chest. Irons aiming to strike any flesh of the brute as her ivories snapped furiously at the bloke's partially white striped muzzle. Snorting and grunting, feveriously working to land as many strikes as she could, apparent she was not one to take in mind the chances of her winning. Extasii really had no thought or mind of strategy of fighting and the likely hood of the out come, in her mind she could take on the world with out a problem even if she wasn't close to being physically able yet. It never helped one had never took the time to inform her in the least means she was just another cunt to be tossed to a barbarian to ravage. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Extasii ll chestnut roan ll newborn ll 17.2 hh llgorg x optimr x qatar ll Sniff/Siren's Song/Telekinetic ll bluish grey eyes ll Born here, Yr 1, 6months old ll Northern Character Log;; click! 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, i48.tinypic.com/20h7tkz.jpg] [scrolly:h(150),w(550),sy,c()] The hessian pinned his thorns backs against his cranium as the little bitch finally reared and pivoted away to get away from his lazy strike. He wanted to give her a good crack in the head if he could with how much of a shitty attitude that she had. He might have not been the kindness of souls anymore but she was honestly just a rude pushy little bitch who needed to be put in her place. It was clear the little shit was angry with him but he had no fear of her. What was there to fear? She was words and small petty strikes with no true meaning. He knew her game from talking to enough of the older guards. She was a bully. Someone who used her stature and her words to just bully; nothing more then petty verbal assaults with small physical shows were nothing to him. The little movement of the rocks and pebbles on the stone floor caught his attention but he was hardly worried about it. Ah so she was a telekinetic; he would take that little information and store that in the back of his mind for later when he was dealing with this little bitch. It was almost amusing to see the mare be so tight and full of tension as he had gotten her now which he doubted she had been to anyone else besides her father and brother in a while. ”Deadbeat? I’m hardly that you little spoiled princess. Your no better then the rest of these walking wombs with the attitude your carrying!” he told her with a loud snort rolling his eyes. ”Oh so I can’t tell YOU how to act and yet you can? I’m sorry little bitch little bitch but that’s not gonna work in my world. You get a stick outta your ass before speak again!” he snapped at her. The moment that the fae reared and began to strike out at him towards her skull and his chest he reared as well towering over the little one and coming down to try and land on top of her to know her down. Only when he landed down did he feel the blood dribbling down his face from where she had just clipped him as he had risen up into the air himself. He snarled as his ivories began to grab for any flesh of the little princess. He was just hoping to give her a good hard bite and a knocked and maybe she would back off a little bit. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll Polic x Optimr ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength plus regeneration and spring step ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1 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, img844.imageshack.us/img844/7000/middlen.jpg] There was only pure outrage and anger, offended and birate anger coursing its way through her vains as the flaxen hessian called her a walkikng womb. It was one thinig she didn't want to hear, it was degrading and show'd this brute only thought of females in one manner. A rather hoarse roar erupted from her higher-toned vocals, "You bastard! I WON'T be subjected to such insults!" she spat at the hessian as she tried to avoid his weight coming down from his staggeringly high rearing. Practically hissing as one of the bloke's clubs scrapped the side of her boa as she ducked down, curled her rump in as she bolted from the side of him before he was fully touched down. Slipping underneith his massive bulk having to bow her back to clear it, twisting around rather quick and nimble like. Her assult was not done yet as she snapped out towards his neck and shoulder with harmful small ivories. While rearing again sort of using him to lean to as she aimed to bite higher on the stallion's thick neck. Exy then squealed in pain as the brute's own jaws grabbed her flesh, it hurt more than normal of what the nips her father gave her. The red powdered filly twisted her crown around to then rather viciously started biting at Kludd's face, cheek bone, bridge of his nose and any place she could try to nab skin. It was apparent she was blind to the fact she was NO match for the chestnut hessian beast, if not just a pesky horsefly biting his rump, not even an effort of his time. To her right now, it was her world to disprove and disapline a peasent soldier out of line. More mainly to get at him for insulting her, she wasn't even old enough to process exactly what had to happen to get knocked-up. But just from hear-say of mares around the Northern territory they were used like an oil rag tossed to the side when they weren't in use. That just didn't set well well with Extasii and she refused to sucome to such a purpose as that. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Extasii ll chestnut roan ll newborn ll 17.2 hh llgorg x optimr x qatar ll Sniff/Siren's Song/Telekinetic ll bluish grey eyes ll Born here, Yr 1, 6months old ll Northern Character Log;; click! 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, i48.tinypic.com/20h7tkz.jpg] [scrolly:h(150),w(550),sy,c()] The sienna hessian finally couldn't take this annoying bitch any longer. He was arguing and fighting with this little thing which was pathetic. What in the world was wrong with him. He certainly wouldn't really back down but he was done fighting her. From now on the steps would just be defense. ”Honestly girl what are you doing?! Is it worth your life to fight with me when this is truly just annoying pathetic!? I'm not fighting with you anymore!” he snapped at her baring his teeth and arching his neck. Why had he even begun this! Really it had probably been for the fact that he had been frustrated and she was just something for him to take it out on really. Now he was honestly feeling a little bit bad though he just wanted her to let it go so that he could return to his quarters. Honestly though now he was just going to get passed her so that he could just leave. Finally the stag pushed passed the little femme and snorted loudly swishing his thick caudal and shaking his head. ”If you want to continue this conversation feel free to follow me.” he grumbled. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Kludd ll Polic x Optimr ll 2 years old ll 16.3 hh ll extra strength plus regeneration and spring step ll green eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1 ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; sorry it sucks Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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