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Date Posted: 00:24:38 06/03/05 Fri
Author: Apollo
Subject: think again
In reply to: Senri 's message, "-It's a thousand miles...-" on 04:45:22 06/02/05 Thu

a soft snort could be heard from the distance, a tall and elegant figure stood now silent in the dappled shadows of a great tree. pelt the prefect camouflage helping him to blend with the shadows about him. his eyes upon the herd as well though his thoughts came from ideas and instincts unclouded by the glitter of the human society. Audits shifting with the approach of human and horse alike. the sound of shoded hoofs striking the ground causing audits to flicker back before perking once more. the sounds alien and harsh to the senses of those born and raised in the wilds of the nearby mountains.

dark hued voids watching with distrust the actions of the humans that seemed to mill about without any decisive action that he could see. attention turning back to the mares and foals of the herd with a silent interest. his intentions in creating a herd of his own though at the moment he was content to watch and learn of the humans that seemed to hunt them like no other predator about. their ropes and apples deceiving to many though he had survived through more them one round up. the idea of stripping a herd of its members so that they might never appear again not understood to the intelligent mind that watched on.

a thoroughbred strong and sure having withstood the tests of time watching from his silence the coming and going of those that dwelt within. the true leader of the unclaimed territory the only one of the first that remained. his heart of steel and stubborness rivaling any mule, daggers unmoving upon the fertile grounds beneath him. Dappled pelt, blacked muzzle, light hued tresses and banner all held with a regal manner. the light breeze whipping at his banner and tresses, stray strands catching air to flight with the misty quality of a spirit as he stood so proud and dominate upon the lands he claimed as his own. a thud of a single dagger telling all of his presence a warning within his glance as he stares right at the humans. serpentine arched and crania tucked, his posture telling of the purest breeding.

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