† the innocent †
† somatics †

† finely sculpted onyx crownage exalts over the other, and yet beneath his sole superior within stonehenge. A detached interest insues, inky eyes spying out the migr of recent arrival into these foreign parts. The Innocent he was, an archaic figure of this proud but juvenile herd piled with latent triumph. Gradational, purposeful movement creates a stretch and contract movement to all vital muscles, descending his spry frame from the sentinel perch - centered within the granite boulders. †
† This single beast held the power to upgrade each equine within the herd; and would only do the latter when he saw it fit. The prospective promotees must constantly fill a vital requirment; a belief that stonehenge could become great. Through perserverance and skill these lands would teem with that of their own species, so that those six legged pests may have a banquet fit for their king. Time it would take, and some of the best superiors tomorrow's wrath could muster †
† In this migr he saw promise and unbounded potential. But don't let that go to your head, firestarter we all have to start at the bottom in this place. Keep evoking the troops and you will see yourself rise further from awaiting. Alas, not there are you yet. †
† task; bring 5 more horses to stonehenge and you will vault to sentinel. †

† ooc - greetings earthling, 'tis my new initiative to get people into Tomorrow's Wrath. If you have any questions just ask in OOC or in your rebuttal †