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Date Posted: 17:18:51 06/04/04 Fri
Author: Het Vuur
Subject: † Fuego Animado †
In reply to: Firelight 's message, "//fire. hybrid\\" on 14:26:20 06/04/04 Fri



† If Het Vuur had been excited when Firelight had first informed him of the upcoming raid, now he was the exact opposite. Of course, he was not a patient stallion, and was easily distracted when it came to waiting for others to make decisions about things. However, if or when Firelight finally decided to take her cronies into battle, he would most likely return to his ecstatic state. Was he nervous? Not in the least. As it's been stated before, he took pride in battling others, because he was sure he would win. And also as it's been stated before, he could get away with his arrogance and sureness of himself, because his judgment every time.

As he moved through the dark, dank, and gloomy wood, he felt his heart begin to beat faster, as though he was about to stumble upon some kind of significant site. His orbs beginning to glow with curiousity, he flared his blood-caked nostrils and continued on through the brambles at a quicker pace. However, he felt that he should be quiet, in case what he was about to run into was not exactly friendly, so he moved with extreme caution, careful not to snap any twigs or brush past any bushes noisily.

And then he heard voices and picked up the pungent scents of other equine. One of them he recognized easily; it without a doubt was Firelight. The other he was not so sure of, but he could tell it was another stag, and instantly at that realization his testosterone level skyrocketed, so that he began to bloodlust again. Eyes glazing with the want to kill and tail twiching with nerves, he was definitely a terrible sight. But he did not charge out to the conversing pair as one might have expected, but silently stepped out into the open and announced his presence with authority in his deep voice.

"What's going on here?" He eyed the other calliph with hostility; bristling, his dark spheres flashed with anger to see Firelight being harrassed and taunted by this.. this.. unworthy stranger. He rose up to his true and menacing 18 hands, attempting to give off a brutish, monstrous aura, which would hopefully, if this pallid steed had a decent amount of intelligence, scare the other into realizing he was not appreciated or wanted here, at least by Het Vuur. †

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