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[lynx'']

It wasn't a releif to see the snow. I didn't like the blinding white colour it gave off. I didn't like the cold air that surrounded me; but most of all - i hated the place i had wandered too. I hated it because it held awful memories. I had once come here when i was younger - around three years old, when my bipolar fits were at their worst. Of course, the new place, scents and surroundings had triggered off another dangerous episode. Awful hallucinations had blocked the sun, those of my one love - Einjeru. The bay mare was stil a strong sight in my eyes. I had been blamed for her death - and her child. our daughter had blamed me too. Phoenix was somewhat special to me. I always thought about her. There was one time she actually liked me, when i searched into Black Lake in a failed attmept to bring her home. Einjerus' father - Riku had stopped that and banished me from seeing her. So it was up to her now, to come and find me and when she finally did - it was bad news. She wanted to fight me to the grave and i somewhat refused to do so, so yet again she vanished - dead gone or missing - either one i knew i would never see my angel again.

So it wasn't much of a suprise when a dappled equine had swayed towards me across the fruited meadow. In my head - she was Riku and he had come to get revenge on the death of his daughter - and the disappearence of his grand child. I had screamed and shouted - charging at her and almost killing her with my brutal attacks, only to realise it wasn't Riku at all - it was a mare i had never seen before and her name was Echo.
Sliding myself back into the present - i opened black opticals and gave a soft sigh as i gazed out across the meadow from the shelter of the fruit tree i had stood at two years ago. I glanced 'round to look at the trunk and there, faint but stil lthere, where my hoof marks embedded into the hard bark. I shook my head and turned to face the open space- raising my skull and letting losoe a bellow - letting those around know i was here. I needed company right now, i didn't want to be alone in such a haunting place but i knew i couldn't leave just yet.

My silver based frame swayed from side to side, my face in a constant frown as i searched across the horizon. My forlock and mane blew gently with the spring breeze, allowing the darker grey parts to be spotted. I paced around without true meaning - i did it for something to do, something to keep my mind occupied on anything but the past. It was silent - eeire. so unusual forr a place like this, especially in spring. I raven crowed. the loud sound made me spook and iroughly pounced to the left away from the noise. Nostrils were flared, heart beat was rushed and my silver whipcord kinked in arabian style. I gave a snort and set off in a flighty trot- harks gently pressed back against my skull as i drifted across the large meadow. Only stopping when i was a hundred metres away to glance back at the fruit tree.

Character: Intrepid
Status: complete
Word Count: 584
Comments: not my best - sorry. Anyone can reply, he's not in his dark evil twisted kill mood today XD

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[eclipsemidir]

I wasn’t used to traveling much. My usual home was the Battlefield, my cheery domain that I always succeeded in victory with. I hadn’t lost a battle yet and I wasn’t about to on purpose. Today was unusual, I was going anywhere to fight or kill someone, just to wander around and think. If I happened upon a victim whose skull I could crush, well then that would make my day.
My dark grey pelt held many tangles, I hadn’t slept in three nights and I had been walking from the Battlefield to here, wherever here was. My pools were constantly changing color and today they were sea green with a hint of red in them from lack of sleep. My ribs were scarred and I was pretty sure one or two of them were broke, a symbol of my last battle with a stallion. I wasn’t in the mood to be fucked with today and I didn’t want to try to be claimed as a warrior like so many foolish bitchy stallions tried.
I licked my lips, moistening them because they were dry. I took in my surroundings carefully, nothing so far could be used to trap me so a stallion could cheat at trying to kill or injure me. A silver brute came into my line of sight at I continued forward and a low chuckle escaped my lips. I certainly hoped he wasn’t planning on trying to attack me, for that would be foolish in my irritable and hateful mood. Legs danced forward and I stopped in front of the brute, not about to show any respect for him.

[lynx'']

In time - my heart rate decreased to a normal pace and i sidled back towards the 'oh so interesting' tree, rubbing my skull against it and stepping back to look at my hoof prints once more. It was amazing they ere still there - after two years. I must of been really angry to empose such a dint into the adult tree. I lifted liftly off all fours - lifting my upper body into the air as i carfully placed my right foreleg onto the trunk - my left hanging still. Neck extended elegantly and i reached out to pull one of the (now - not poisonous) fruits from the tree. I fell with grace to the grund and chewed slowly, savouring the tropical taste before swallowing and snapping my head around to the left to see a dark grey brute stalking towards me. Harks pressed gently against my skull and my tail slashed twice into my rump. But after that - i stood still as he approched, not giving me much room. I gave a low grunt and stared blankly at the intruder. It would of been nnice for the fool to show some manners.

One hark twisted forward, whilst the other remained facing my hind, an indication i was ready to talk with him - but not happy about his sudden apperance. "Yes?" I questioned; tones dark and almost haunting. Yet they held power - a question which i demanded an answer too. Neck raised and curved a little before i spoke again. "What is it you seek - un named one." I spoke out with confidence and gaev a low snort as my opticals pieced through his tinted ones.

Character: Intrepid
Status: complete
Word Count: 293
Comments: role up role up more equines please!

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[monday]

I myself personally didn't like this place. Yes, I disliked the cheery and content tone the place always seemed to hold. I craved for an eerie setting, but I ended up in one of the most cheery places on this earth. I wasn't satisfied with where I was. I snorted rudely and began to paw at the ground. I could hear the ripping of the roots benth myself. My eye's rolled into the back of my cranium, such a horrid sound but I liked it. Now there was only a thin blanket of snow left, spring had arrived. Oh, great, a nice happy time when all the flowers come out and everyone is twirling around like there is no tomorrow.

I picked up a few scents as I pranced through the land. They only season I liked summer the best. It is the storm season, I am all over storms. There kind of like me in a way. Crazy, phycotic and just plain weird. Anyone who looked at me could tell I was out of place. The way I pranced evily, how my tail never rose as I was born without a tail born. People found me sad but extremly creepy. I prefered people calling me creepy over sad. I was hardly ever sad. I was to phyco to be in such a depressed state.

Two creatures came into my short sighted view. One scent was quiet firmilar, don't ask me why. The other was foriegn, I rose my muzzle and roared. It wasn't the type like, rawrrrr im going to kill you. More like, I am not in a good mood so bewere. I thought if I were to approch, that I might regert it. I just ignored my mindless thoughts and approched the two. Wait, the grey beast was Intrepid. I was his right hand man, I was the one who had to protect him. I had to put my life on the line just for him. But it was worth it, better then just rotting away in a dark cave.

I reached the pair. They were both a keen shade of grey. I dipped my head with respect towards Intrepid and just glared at the other brute. "Uhh...I am Cronic-Cronic Disease." I snorted and began to think about how my life had been so shit. What if this was the start of a better life. No, it couldn't be better life. I was born to live a horrid life. I just looked at both the males. My left eye began to twitch, "Shit..."

[Sohalia]

Sohalia
The moonlight calls to me!



Take A Picture! It Will Last Longer!

I moved out of that land of Taunting Marshes knowing that it most likely would be my last time being there. Spike as disappear just like Yarraman and now the thoughts was running in my mind. Did they leave because of me or was there a stallion eating monster lurking in the marshes. Whatever it was if I ever see Spike or Yarraman in my sights again. Both stallions would be die, gone and sent to hell, forever. For how they disappear, but I learn from Yarraman. I wasnt going to be queen ruling a land by myself never again. I wasnt going to do it again with Spike. But now it was time to start over, make new friends. So lets see who I could meet today.

My butter cream flesh shimmer under the summer sun rays that beat down upon my carcass, while I stood in a middle of a meadow grazing upon the tall green flora blades that tickled my knees. I then heard a call of a stallion off in a distance. I just let a slight snort while I began to chew the blades in my mouth, crushing it between my yellow fangs. I then began to let my slender limbs brings me toward the sound waves in a slow walk to give the one that called some company as I needed some myself. I let my long butter cream whip hit the sides of my barrel just showing signs of broadness. I let my sentinels lift forward while I listen for any more sounds that might be made, but none was. I then let my nares flares while I scented the air, trying to catch the scent of the one who gave the call out. But I caught more scents than just one. I caught three scents.

I pushed my way forward while the three figures came into the view of my ice blue lanterns. It was three dark stallions, then the one that just came before me gave off a warning call towards them. With this I arched my boa while I began to prance side ways, my cream tail hitting my sides with force letting the smacking noise out for the three stallions to hear while I gave off a slight snort towards the one who gave the warning call to let him know that I got it and gave my own in return. Then after my warning actions towards the one brute I began to calm down and began to walk closer towards the three stallions letting my ice blue lanterns scans over all of them. The one who I gave the warning to. What odd coloring he had. Then to the dark gray stallion who looked tense and he seemed rude. I let my lanterns roll slightly, most dark brutes was. Then to the sliver stallion who gave the call, he seem to look ghost like almost.

I let my sentinels flickers while I listen to the silents. I then began to speak towards the three of them. Hello, I'm Sohalia. Who might you brutes be? I slight grin form upon my mug while I knew that I didn't look nothing let a dark. I only had one scar upon my hind quarters from where Yarraman's daughter Cocaine gave to me. But other than that I believe I could pass for a light. Which I thought was a funny thing. So lets seem was these brutes fools or could see the darkness.

[lynx'']

okay so its just Intrepid, Cronic and Sohalia for now, as Eclipse rudely left us stranded...=S

you two mind if i wait to reply unti lthe meeting is over? its taking up most of my muse right now and i don't want to feed you crap replies XD

[Sohalia]

I dont mind at all.