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Post by raging on Aug 7, 2008 21:05:26 GMT -5
Saga
The rangy stallion cantered his was through the pine trees with unrestrained joy. The scent reminded him of home, of the forest where he had been raised by his adoptive doe mother alongside her buck fawn. It had been a happy childhood, dodging through the fragrant pine trees just made him feel joyful.
He stopped with a contented shake of his mane at a small stream cutting through the woods. The water wasn't quite icy cold, it had probably come from a loch, he decided, but it was still good. He waded into the babbling waters a bit, letting it darken the flame red socks of his legs. He hefted another sigh as he gazed around. This place was paradise for him. He could scent no one besides the forest animals living here, it was unclaimed territory.
Not unclaimed anymore, this terra was his now. He let out a trumpeting bugle so everyone would know he had made this decision.
Hey, maybe some deer lived here, he could.... no, he was here to mingle with his own kind. [/color][/center][/font]
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Post by manipulation on Aug 7, 2008 21:07:08 GMT -5
accepted
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