Prowl -- The Ashen World

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Date Posted: 07:10:36 06/26/01 Tue
Author: Jackal
Subject: Prowl

The animal slides to a sitting stop from full tilt, jaws slacking and a tounge hanging out the side of mouth. It rises and stalks forward, sneezing when the wind blows sand particles into its nose. Hinging mouth again, the pink tounge slides out again, only to be replaced by a loud, rough growl. The animal snaps at the stream of air, then lopes out.

He was born into a rebel herd with a fiery coat and misfortue his middle name. The red bay had no friends within this group, as the horses were all hard core warriors. When he was three, a young mare joining up with the rebel harem, and made his life misrible. Thief, as she was dubbed, was respected by the herd for her battle tactics. She hated Jason, and he had no choice but to hate her back. When the mare ran off with another stallion, the blood bay felt as if part of his life had been torn from his very being. After a year, Jason went to find Thief, to persue his love. Tagging the trail, the stallion found her daughter, living with the so called Light horses. Suddenly enveloped in rage at the other stallion's offspring, Jason attacked the young mare. Though the cowardly one escaped, he did slaughter one well know and respected Light mare, Kichea. This act turned the Light against him, and Jason fled, still following Thief, to the Dark side. Calling himself Fire Scourge, he suffered with the past. So unable to get beyond it, he committed suicide one fateful day, leaving the world at the age of six years.

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