.::. massive steed steps forth .::. -- Shadow Plateau

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Date Posted: 16:43:36 09/30/01 Sun
Author: ...::Lunar::Eclipse::...
Subject: .::. massive steed steps forth .::.

.::. Massive metalic hooves beat upon terain silently, carving the earth's flesh, as a thick tasseled tail drags upon the ground, though it is held high with pride. Silken mane flows down each side of an arched neck, like a flowing waterfall, as steed tosses his dial, poll held high towards the heavens. Mucsels ripple underneath a pelt of mercury swiftness as the gallant steed picks up a loping gait, heading through the shadows upon which he rules, and heading accross the emerald meadow. He snorts loudly as he sees other stallions of dyfying respect, elegant lobes now pinned to a poll held high with dominence as ivories click savagely. Papery nares flare showing crimson depth, as scents of mares are carried on the breeze. He passes the other stallions, burning black orbs glazing over as if seeing through them, neglecting their very existance, which is of no importance in his mind. Lobes prick forward though crown is still held high as he passes the mares, though he doesn't even look at them. He is heading back towards the shadow realms, where he is guardian of the mists, high ruler of all, and no disrespectful beast lives without fear for their worthless lives. Upon reaching the tree line, the steed rears up high and whistles accross the meadow, hearing his cry thunder in the distant mountains of mist which are his home. Hooves come crashing down as he bolts off into the forest, quickly losing your gaze amongst the darkness... .::.

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* Eniticing femme watches* -- Vengence, 16:54:54 09/30/01 Sun
- .::. observe .::. -- ...::Lunar::Eclipse::..., 12:09:34 10/01/01 Mon