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[lynx'']

c h a o s ; ;

You could spill a thousand words and none would mean a thing

So it had been; to a certain extent. decided that the wench would be the spy for Hollow Woods. She would be the first in a long time to enter Hollow Woods for the first time. And i wondered how she would react with the others, espcially the firey bitch, Lakita.

Slowing only when i was deep into the forest, i turned my skull, and saw a faint figure in the distance, of course, i had guessed she would stay away from me on the journey. I exited the dense forest, and into the main clearing, where fresh scents of my son Intrepid, could be smelt. I was sure the newcomer would warm to him. Everyone did. Stopping my frame in the center, i awaited the mare to show herself through the dense thickness of the wood, before speaking, my tones low, dark, like the foggy sky above us. This is Hollow Woods. I told her, of course, it was obvious. The place held the musky stench of darks, blood and death. Many had died here, many had fought, but no one escaped. And this mare fitted right in.
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[`anntho]

`anntho
;;Im sure your not sure ::

Of course my pace had been slow, I was busy remembering the lay of the land, reminding myself of landmarks so I could find my way back in the dark, after all I was expected to be able to move around the land freely in the dark, which wouldn't be a problem for me, not a problem at all. As he stopped I slowed as well, even though I was now a distant figure, I would take my time, a steady trot the fastest I had gone the whole of the journey, despite his bitter words for me to hurry.

Again he spoke and my furry ears slide up and I stepped forward to meet him, tail slashing his haunches as I paced by and inhale deepily, sorting out aroma I didn't know and storing them for later uses, why would I need to use them now? I could care less about who was in this land or what they thought of me, I could care less if they hated me or liked me, as long as they stayed out of my way. Shut up.. I hissed as he spoke again, his stating the obvious was getting on my nerves, though the main, hidden reason was the throbbing pressure just behind my forehead, another old battle wound playing up, stupid mother of mine anyways.

[lynx'']

c h a o s ; ;

You could spill a thousand words and none would mean a thing.

The wait for her to arrive was almost too long. As she stepped forward to meet me, and slashed me yet again with her cord, i grunted. The faint sound of the wolf pack stiring behind us was one of the only sounds in the terra, as it was so large, other residents had no impact on this area. Darkness had fell, at last. I hated the day, it revealed far too much. Night was when i was alive. A few bats crawled along branches above us, and the fog began to wind its way along the floor of the lands.

As she spoke, my harks flickered to catch her words. A sharp snort emitted from my muzzle, Ever so sorry; darling. I mocked her stabbish tone. Then sidestepped away, out of her way. And dipped my skull to the nearby stream, the liquid had cooled, from its usual warm temperature.
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[`anntho]

`anntho
;;Im sure your not sure ::

As he taunted and teased again, my ivories bared in a venomous sneer until he stepped away and gave me my space again, always a good thing. Noticing his muzzle down into the water I stepped around his haunches and dropped my own muzzle to browse through the drying grasses that would soon spring to life in the coming months, but until that would happen, I would choke down these specimens.

Softly my harks flickered up and I listened to him slurp and I munch, until I was filled to content and I had wandered a good distance from him in the search for the greens that I wanted, leaving the roots and taking the stalks, a tip to keep the grasses alive. I was a the opposite of my former self, my body had untensed and my harks were up, whipcord slashing across my haunches in a whip like motion and my marbled gaze narrowed, I was content if I was let alone.