| Subject: *Raises one hind hoof slightly, resting, then speaks slowly* |
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Tempest
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Date Posted: 19:44:08 07/19/01 Thu
In reply to:
Whirlwind
's message, "~He cocks his head then nods~ "Perhaps..." ~He snorts softly and looks at you~ "Tell me more about yourself..."" on 13:33:18 07/19/01 Thu
My story is not all that inriguing. My parents were the Lead Stallion and Lead Mare of a territory in a land of great evil. They trained me from birth, and taught me many things, above all how to be self-dependent. When I was three years old my mother was killed by a mare challenging her for her position in the herd. The mare had been cohorting with my father beforehand, and he had grown to love her. When she challenged my mother, she did so away from the other mares, and my father helped to defeat her. Only my young eyes witnessed it, snd so I first learned of deception and betrayel.
*Tempest snorts her eyes flashing with anger, she stomps a forehoof*
Thoughts of leaving crossed my mind, but my young brother, and the decision to play my own games of deception kept me there. I feigned some sort of tolerance of my father's new mate, though she pushed me around endlessly. A year after my mother's death my brother grew mysteriously ill, and died. Without him to keep me there my hopes would now take form. I caught the foul mare away from the herd and challenged her. I knew during that fight there was no way she could have defeated my mother alone, for she fell easily beneath my hooves. My father was furious and gave me a choice, exile, or death. I refused to submit to him, and so I found my way here.
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