Post by Kcx on Jun 10, 2009 21:40:48 GMT -5
Violence Is An Energy
Silence Is The Enemy
So Gimme Gimmie Revalioutin!
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Ivory hoofs thudded lightly against the green grass below them, as if a padding to keep his hooves saf. Ha. Like he needed something to keep him safe from any danger. He was danger. A few large, fresh scars weaved down his left side as he walked, concealing that he had just won a battle from something that was his predator. Of course, he thought everything to be his predator. He had nothing to allie with, nothing to to have stand next to him but these bare trees. Of course, he knew he never had a lot in common with many other horses. He never did, for the fact of it. And as his dark blue eyes stared vainly ahead of him, ears swivling to listen to what was in store, he couldn't help but wonder: wht was to become of his next?
He couldn't care much, of course, what with all the force breeding and such that he was condeming to latly. All was mainly for pleasure, though. His teststerpn levels seemed to go up in the last month or so. He didn't know why, but he enjoyed seeing the mare's pain in it all, and the fact that she was getting pregnate with his foal. At least his lines were passing on, right? That's what a lot of males seemed to care about. He was supprised he didn't go and start a bachelor herd in all this. He didn't care much for others, though. He ignored them all the time. He hated company. He hated life it self. He had to live with the fact that he would be a loner for the rest of his life, and he knew it. And as he ventureed through these woods, along side a winding stream, he knew one thing was clear.
He was like a god him self, though he knew not why.[/color]
Do You Know The Enemy
Do You Know Your Enemy
Well, Gotta Know The Enemy
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