<img src="http://home.graffiti.net/piaffesimgame/chaostag.gif" width="270" height="45" border="0"> -- Challange Area

Optics glare at opponent, agile torso thrown a bit but the dagger hit the top o'her rump, no pain seen. Nice try SIR, but ye aint gunna get that outta me, torso does a quick twist yet not fast enough, but just fast enough to event too much damage, a'hoofers o'the other smash agianst the skin o'his side, blood comes through, an'lobes pin but no pain shown a'ivoryies aimed at the other's withers, aiming for a bite, yeah, it wasn't the hardest and most painful hit, but the only thing he could do, for the placement o'the two horses, strong nape makes the bite lightning fast an'torso moved outta his way at the same time, yep, that hurt, so, I'm gunna win this, once and for all, azure tinted optics glare a bit with flames an'paper thin nares falre. Steed turns t'ward th'innerexity in front of he afore low hiss be emmited into the empty air, then suddeny with a heep of daggers bodice takes off in a storming gallop t'ward the brute, auds flicker pinning back 'gainst the crown as optics fill with crimson liquor, lambrums curl baring his vampira's fangs as he 'proaches he closer and closer, as he nears as close as possible torso rises from the soft topography hoofers aimed at dial, the plan to crash the solem jaw of he, if though moves to the left a great pain of a deep gash in a cheek will be plastered, if to the writing hand side the demon will stop speaking in cause of nothing to use to do so, if though dips lower a half of aud will fly off crown, if though tryes to reach the skies though will loose his life completely by letting the other pull the soul cord, if though wishes to back away, perhaps a nostril or two becomes a bit wider and redder.

Name: Chaos

Rank: King

Side: Neutral

Gender: Stallion

Age: 4 Winters

Color: Earthen

Breed: Thoroughbred

Height: 16.2hh

Weight: 600lbs

Territory: The Waterfalls Edge

Mate: none

Offspring: none

Allies: none

Enemies: Offbeat

Appearance: Tall, powerful male with plenty of muscle to complement his stature. A thick earthen coat gives the appearance of even greater bulk and razor sharp teeth and piercing golden eyes complete the make up of a true warrior. He Carrieth many battle scars which prove his worth as a fighter and a leader of the herd.

Persona: A natural born leader who will never forsake his herd. He will fight anyone who challenges him and he is always on the look out to enlarge both his territory and his herd any way he can. He commands a whole kingdom and most of his members bow down to him. A brute not to be messed with he ensures that there is harmony in the herd. There are always many foals safe under his protection and the males stay in his herd as long as they accept his rule, else they feel the stab of his sharp teeth.

History: Proved his worth at a young age by removing his father from the position of leader. He led the herd down from the mountains to the plains where there was more food and life was easier but soon there were challenges to his leadership from his own colts. These were soon dismissed and more foals born. The herd swelled in numbers and life was easier until fire started by the humans in the nearby town swept the land and he was forced to try and herd his herd to safety. Many however did not make it and others were separated. He came to this valley hoping to start afresh and re-build his reputation as one of the greatest leaders of all time.

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