tis be an honor [nev/renegade]

[moxygurl♥]

Black hooves carried the carcass across the flourishing green grass. The place was absolutely beautiful the fact that he was able to walk along this terrain peacefully and call it his own made the ache in his body sooth for the time being. The flow of blood from the cut upon the brute’s withers had ceased, but was followed by inflammation. Somehow a nasty little bug had managed to get a hold of him while his immunity was weakened, so Jer was not feeling up to snuff. Still he was the same character he usually was. Charming, gallant and cheerful.

The bronc still walked with a limp. It maybe was not as bad as it had been the first few days after the fight. But the shoulder still was still painful enough to cause discomfort when too much pressure was put upon it. So his body moved slowly along the row of lilac trees. Taking the scent of them in with widened nares, enjoying it by holding the oxygen there before slowly exhaling. As the liver chestnut took in the air he noticed that there was the faint perfume of a mare floating along the breeze.

Instantly he became curious. “Who could this be?” his baritone voice whispered. It did not seem like a familiar equine. At a quickened walked, Jericho stumbled along following the trail. Maybe it had been one of the mares that had chosen to stay behind after Erebus left. Either way this stag couldn’t wait to figure it all out. After all there were still places in this land that he had yet to explore, and this gave him the perfect opportunity to do so.

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[Nevaeh]

Renegade
Nothing is True

I had decided to stay behind in this land, because I actually like this land, and I did not want to go to another land no matter what, from the scents that were flowing into my pink nares new that a new stallion was in charge of Lilac Wood. I caught a unfamiliar scent a lot closer near me and then I heard the vocals of a stallion, chestnut auds flicked backwards as I heard hooves coming closer and closer towards my chestnut and white pinto body, turning my crown around as my chestnut fringe was hanging over my odd colored orbs, as I looked towards liver chestnut stallion .

I then moved whole body so that I was now facing the new stallion, it was very easy to tell I was well in foal but still had a little while to go till I foaled. My mood for once was in a goodish mood, as my mainly pale pinkish maw opened Well, A new face around theses parts is nice. So you won the fight then.

[/size] my white banner flicked lightly against my white colored flanks.

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Renegade “Rene”
Muse: Good
Comments: She is being nice towards a new stallion. I would watch out for her Mox.

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[moxygurl♥]

The masculine’s steps became more slow and cautious as the mare came into view. She was a gorgeous crimson and white paint. Dark brown thorns pricked forwards as orbs noticed her turning to face him. He was going to be rather watchful of the previous residents that still wished to live here. It would not be in his heart to completely kick them all out, but he thought that some might be looking for revenge for their old king. That was the only problem with winning a land. If he were in better shape than he was now Jericho would have no problem prancing up with his ‘high and mighty’ attitude, but now it was a different story.

Her lyrics flowed to his radars. The fae seemed peaceful enough so the brute dared to step closer so that he was only a few feet away from her. If all else he could shy away, that didn’t seem to bother his bruised muscles. Brown pools roamed over her for a moment, it was not hard to tell that she was due to foal anytime soon. Yea, it was that time of year again. One Heart was also due right directly, but her foal would leave short after for its father’s land. It was its parent’s decision.

“Indeed I did. I’m Jericho. But who might you be?” his tone was inquiring. The stallion did his best to arch his neck and stand tall and proud. Despite the stinging sensation that shot across his withers. A tassel that matched the rest of his body swung lightly dusting the insects of the spring season off his hocks and ankles. That’s the only thing that this bronc hated about spring; the pests.

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Comments: ^_^ I’ll make sure to keep the warning in mind.

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[Nevaeh]

Renegade
Nothing is True

Chestnut auds flicked forward at his lyrics then he asked me who I was. I was nothing to worry about just the former queen of this land, that happened to be stolen away from my unborn child and me. As my chestnut auds flicked backs listening to the birds tweet around me, that is one reason why I hate spring annoying little birds sinning their springtime songs. I then began to think why I had not left Lilac Woods, like the rest of my herd and my family had done, one important reason was that I was in foal, and I could barely walk anywhere. Hearing that he asked me who I was, I’m sure he would of got my scent earlier then he did, he must not of been that good, back to the point. I knew that my farther would come and see my again sometime, but I did not know when. As my pale pink maw opened and my lyrics came out Well let’s see Jericho, I’m just Renegade. I’m nothing to worry about.

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Shaking my crown I could feel myself coming back to me, that was a big relief to me, I really hated being to nice, it reminded me of my mum, who I hated, but even though I did hated her, I was sorry that she had to die in a way. See you are not that cold hearted Rene.

Everything is Permitted

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Renegade “Rene”
Muse: Good
Comments: Rene, will not do much harm, but she will try to, the one you have to watch out for is her daughter. Kalypso, but lucky for you see has gone to cause trouble somewhere else. If you get Rene by herself, she will show you the nicer side of herself, but she can change in a second and she will not hold anything to biting anyone, but she will not do anything more then a little nip when she is in her mood.
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[moxygurl♥]

Turning his dial away from the mare he snorted into the air he tried to clear his sinuses, but it was in vain. The tenderness of his nose plus the added infection didn’t make things better. Thought he was not grossly sick and horrid looking, this bronco would not have let himself be seen in such a state. The charger was still able to move freely and breathe with some difficulty, so he was not going to stay hidden from the world just yet. Jer was sure that things would clear up and be better soon. But one could only hope.

He had listened to tones. Again she did not seem threatening. But there was some air about her that caused him to think for a moment. She appeared irritated by the birds of spring. Hmm, perhaps there was more to this fae than what just the eyes could perceive. “Well Renegade, it’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am. And I’m honored that you choose stay.” The steed allowed a smile to stretch across his features, his usual charming self still able to shine through the dullness that had taken over her physique.

“Well having no one to worry about is a plus.” He stated with a chuckle. Whoever this female had been was not that big of a deal to him right this minute. Maybe things would be in a better light later. Or perhaps some things are better off left in the past. How knows, right now he wasn’t thinking too clearly anyway. Thoughts were scattered about his mind like a thrown jig-saw puzzle.

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[Nevaeh]

Renegade
Nothing is True

I listen to what the stallion that had won this home from my king, where had that stallion gone, I did not know, but I also wanted to know cause everything around me seems to die. I did not know what to say, cause my large very heavy barrel was stopping me from what I would of normally have done by now, is chased the stallion who I knew now called himself Jericho. As my mind being to go into working gear it did no like that everyone was being way to friendly with each other, plus I did something a bit more dark, but I could and would not be a whole dark at all, hearing his chuckle made me stomp my right fore hoof upon the ground, I knew had not told the whole truth, but I did not lie either.

I’m very surprised you do not know my scent Jericho.

[/size] I knew that I was getting very close to be due date, and my mood was like normal very strange, but he would either try and chuck me out or just put up with my strange moods like everyone else has done.

Moving my white pillars forward she my chestnut and ivory painted body was now out of the shadows it was very easy to tell that I was in foal, because I was very big, I really hated carrying the foal for this long as well, feeling a kick inside my stomach I lifted my left foreleg up and the stomp the hooves upon the ground again as the pain rang though my body.

Everything is Permitted

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Renegade “Rene”
Muse: Good
Comment: Strange Mare.
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[moxygurl♥]

The steed was somewhat confused about her words towards him. How could he know her scent, for he had not been here long enough to figure out who everyone was? The masculine’s first trip to this land had only been to seek out Erebus; his mind had not been paying attention to anything else. Truth be told he did not even know how many other equines had inhabited this place before he came along.

“I’m sorry My Lady. But I do not know many scents, for I have not been here long enough to figure out who everyone is.” Was his simple reply, his expression still holding a somewhat perplexed appearance. For someone who was supposed to be King of the land he was more humble than anything else. Then again he still felt somewhat guilty for having to snatch away this wonderful piece of topography away from another. Maybe later Jericho would forgive himself and move on, but for right now he was still paying for the fight.

When the painted fea moved out of the shadows it was easier to tell that she was in foal. Extremely in foal to be exact. It amazed him that she was still on her feet. Of course that had to be why she was acting so oddly. Everyone’s attitude changed during the gestation period. Shaking his head the liver chestnut tilted his right leg out to favor it, and kept his neck loose as to not further agitate the cut upon his withers.

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