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[`anntho]

N_ox::
run little kiddies, run

Why! Why! I screeched, my still young vocals climbing drastically in octave as I took over my mother's body, now motionless and unbreathing. We should of never left! I continued to screech at her body, throwing myself away from it, and onto the hard ground nearby, forehead parrel with the said ground. Amazingly, for all the emotion coursing through my veins, not a tear was shed, not a sob heard, I wasn't going to let myself break down, not here, not ever.

Your just...your stupid! You knew you'd die..and you didn't care I murmured half-heartily, she didn't hear me, nobody did. My ears slid back and I rolled onto my side, sprawling out with my fine arabian body stretched as far as it could. Nape arched against the ground, and tail kinked over my haunch, emotionless gaze holding the dark tree in my line of vision.
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[lynx'']

c h a o s ; ;

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

Why was it, that on this harsh winter morning, i had ventured out to the graveyard, prehaps it was because i had a gut feeling i would be welcomed here today. As i entered the place, a sudden chill swept over me; harks pricked forward with greedy excitement, the ravens nested uneasily above, resting on the naked branches of the dead trees. Wisps of feathered grass crunched under my strong battered hooves, the winter wind whipped at my scarred body, thrashing me, as if in punishment for all the sins i had comitted. What a wonderful feeling.

Mixed with all the dead scents of the graveyard, came that of a fresh one, and if i recall correctly, t'was the scent of Mia. A mare i had been given, as a gift, well, a leaving present, from a light herd i had tortured for years. Fineally, they had begged me to leave, with there only daughter, a light scum, of course, i had bred with her, and of course, she never returned from the breeding grounds. Leaving me standing, not knowing where my first daughter or son was, alive or dead. And for that, she would be cursed forever.

Closing in on the fresh scent, i realised, Mia was dead, she had died! At last, the bitch had payed for what she did. A loud, twisted cackle escaped my blood stained maw, i stood tall and proud of what i had done, laughing at the lifeless body on the ground. But then, my eyes switched to a mourning body, at her side. Harks snapped back at the young ones actions. Who was she? and why was she mourning over this filth?

Snorting sharply, a clear grunt escaped my throat and i stared at the filly with dark blank eyes for a few minutes before i spoke to her.Come here. I snarled, extending my neck and snapping my teeth together, in mid air. forelegs lifted off the ground in excitement, oh how much fun i would have torturing her lifeless soul.
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[`anntho]

N_ox::
run little kiddies, run

As the ravens stirred uneasily from the trees my gaze fallowed them, until I heard twigs crack and hooves on the ground - someone was coming, and they were big. Listlessly I tore my gaze away from the blackbirds and glanced over my shoulder towards where my deceased mother was laying, then to the massive stallion who seemed to find amusment in it. Little did I know this was my father, the stallion my mother had been seeking out, despite her not telling me.

As he commanded me, my chestnut pelt - the same shade as his - quivered involeentarily, he had no right to boss me around. No.. I spat, a sneer curling the edges of my lips, harks flickering back against my poll, and my legs folding against my underside, and poising my lean body on my knees, still facing towards him from the ground, scull craned back. Just go away..now I was in no mood to put up with this stallion, right now, I just wanted to lay on the ground, and mourn over my stupid whore mother's death, it was all her fault anyways, but still, it was a gesture most foals went through.

[lynx'']

c h a o s ; ;

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

Suddenly it all clicked. This little situation i was in all came together, the pieces fitted perfectly. This; was my daughter, Nox. The name i had chosen for her beofre she was birthed. Smirking, as she stirred on the ground and spat her screeched words at me, i couldn't hold back that anger raging up inside me. Rearing high into the air, i struck the poisoned air three times with my right hoof, landing hard on the ground, dust particles lifted and surrounded my lower legs. I bared ivories in an arrogent manner and howled out my words. Nox, get here. Now! I screamed, head held low, ready to attack her if she said anything else out of order.
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[`anntho]

N_ox::
run little kiddies, run

As his gaze narrowed on me thoughtfully I shifted uneasily, what did he want, and why was he looking at me like that? As he howled like a banshee, I think I found out why. This stallion..was Chaos..my father..my sire..The beast I was most like, so quoted my mother. ..Dad.... Was all my shocked state could mumble and I stumbled up, my tail kinked curiously behind me, ears up and on him, but still, his voice aroused anger in me, unknown to most in my family, but this seemed reserved for him alone. You sawdust head! You have no right to boss me around! Or yell at me, you don't even no anything other than my name! I howled back at him, matching his tone, only octave's higher.

My tendons clicked as I reared up to meet his, both forelegs lashing out numerous times, thorn sharp hooves flashing in the low light, before I bonded with the ground again, dead leaves crunching beneath my mass, and ears now pinned backwards in a mild threat, ivories bared, as if challenging him.
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[lynx'']

c h a o s ; ;

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

She looked so shocked, i had to smirk, i licked at my muzzle, dry blood cracking at the edges of the deep wound. As she stumbled to her legs, i began to walk forward, taking slow long steps towards her, towering over her fragile frame. As she began to scream at me, the smirk on my face remained, and i let loose a low laugh. Sawdust head? Nox. Shut up girl, i know more about you than you do. Now come away from that wench there. I demanded, voice strong and proud. At last, i had found my daughter, but god, she had so much to learn.

I took a glance at Mia, unmoving, growing stiff and cold. My eyes narrowed, it was the best end to her. And it was me, my fault, i had killed ehr.
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[`anntho]

N_ox::
run little kiddies, run

My father's tone seemed to lacerate my heart, and I cracked then, giving away my weaknesses and struggling along to her Father's side, giving a backward glance at her Mother's body, before looking up to her new future, the great chestnut stallion before her. Yes sir My voice was even, but yet low, and my spirit was lower as I swung my haunches around and faced the same way as him, ears slicking back and a quivering sigh escaping me. Can we go? I murmured before looking up and meet his gaze solemly.
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[lynx'']

c h a o s ; ;

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

Ah, so being strong and overpowering with the long lost daughter of mine seemed to work. Narrowing my orbs to look at her walking towards me, I smirked, my red cord flicking harshly onto my skin. Yes. Come Now, we will go back to hollow woods. My tone was sharp and simple, straight to the point, even though i wanted to stay and torture the dead wench on the floor, we would be needing to get back to Hollow Woods to make introductions.

Snorting, i beckoned for Nox to follow me, and set off at a fast even jog out of the graveyard, promising myself i would come back to finish what i had started.


{o.o.c;; You will have to post with Anntho and Nox in the same post, i'm making a herd post at HW so i'l post, then you, with anntho and Nox. Then whoever turns up, yea?