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~ Stallions ~

~All stallions are to remain here until DarkStar comes to you. It will then be decided if you will be accepted into HiddenValley. If a stallion enters the main lands before they are accepted by DS, they will be temporarily exiled~

Guard:
 Relic
An extremely powerful stallion who is to be treated with utmost respect.


Stallions Awaiting Judgement
Ricochet
Gathering Storm
Silverbane
Dragon's Song
Alone At Nightfall
Tath
Fire n' Ice
Riley
DarkSpell
Immortal Sacrafice
Apollo's Destruction
Hawklash
Lost Soul
The Black
Riddle
Kunas
Hell's Messenger
Echo
The Truth Hurts
Unbridled Legend


*If you are not on the list, you are either not active enough or have not posted on this board. Either way, if you want to be on this list, and be recognized for judgement, post here.*

*Horses names in red are becoming inactive and will be taken off of the list shortly if they do not become more active...*

A note to stallions: Some of you seem to think that ALL stallions are aggressive - this is not true, nor is it realistic. Yes, there are a few who are, but there are also stallions that are pushovers....but remember, this is a game. DarkStar and Relic command this land, and your only chance for acceptance is the impression given to them - don't be too proud, boys - humility is a virtue.


-Last updated April 22nd, 2001-


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  • Gallops around, still waitting judgment. -- UL, 10:18:55 04/21/01 Sat
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  • Tath slams his hoof into the ground and watches the area he snorts softly and watches the new stallions arive -- Tath*~*~-~*~~, 08:05:09 04/21/01 Sat
    he shakes his long silky ravens wing black mane he swishes his tail and snorts he then trots around the area

    I WILL NOT BEHERE THIS WEEKEND! i have to do something for my Aunt and her daughter see yah guys around!

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  • ±a new stallion enters...± -- The Black , 01:06:37 04/21/01 Sat
    *Name The Black
    *Gender Stallion
    *Breed Arabian
    *Colour/Markings Black
    *Personality He is strict and aggressive to mares yet kind and gentle in his ways. Fierce and strong, he will fight to the finish for anything he proves worthy a fight.
    *Devotion to the Herd He will fight to the death for mares, especially to protect.
    *Picture (optional)

    ±gallops towards the Stallions Area, ready to be accepted by Dark Star, but ready to be rejected just the same. Loyal to his leader, he lowers head slightly...±


    Wild and fast...like a legend from the past...he is...The Black...

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  • *from afar this stallion is but a sillouette in the light of the moon* -- Gathering Storm, 23:42:29 04/20/01 Fri
    *observing the clouds that circle around the moon he can foresee a small and slight storm... not surprising since the past days have had light sprinkles... this is not a bad omen yet it does not foresee good either... tosses his head for he knew nothing about weather compared to many other aged horses he had known... the night had crept up silently and steadily and the twilight had gone... it was now just him and the jagged moon looking mournfully down at the lake where tiny sparkles of stars glistened... amidst the beauty his forlorn head is seen... a crash of a hoof startles the strange piece and the image is gone... bolts away towards the other stallions not knowing quite what he'd experienced yet as he comes to think of it.. it was nothing but natural reflections in a ghostly atmosphere....*


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  • +snorts+ -- Kunas, 23:23:53 04/20/01 Fri
    +silver steed snorts, not intimidate din the least by the stallions which roamed this land. He had yet to meet the one they wiated for, this DarkStar. He had yet to figure out who he wasd, and why he was so repsected. He must be of royal blood, for he was treate dlike a king...And the silver steed owuld do so aswell, serving the king and his mares.+

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  • - Enters - -- Lost Soul, 21:30:51 04/20/01 Fri

    - The dark stallion enters. He looks about the herd. He snorts lowly. He looks at each stallion. Then his eyes land on the one called Relic. He knew this stallion was honorable. He was on to respect and honor. But he seen no others that he would take to. He tosses his head and snorts lowly. He watched the other stallions. They were trying to show they were strong and they can fight. This was not the way to show your worthyness. He snorts lowly. He knew the key. To show your worthyness you prove it by your works and doings. Not by I can fight or I am a worrior. He snorts lowly. He was sprited and had a fire inside him. But he kept inside. And he never showed his feelings. He had a cold outer shell. But a firey inside. He snorts and takes up a postion away from everyone else.-

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  • ...R e T u R n I n G... -- Fire n' Ice, 19:05:21 04/20/01 Fri
    The painted warmblooded stallion canters in and shakes his silken mane. He gives a slight snort then looks around.

    Red-brown optics with crystal specks hover over some figures. Nare go wide and Lobes flick back in agiation that there are too many masculine smells still. Paws angerly at the earth, scarring Mother Earth's beautiful face. The painted stallion rears up and lands snorting. Cold gaze sweeps the horizon then becomes a warm friendly one. His duel personality showing in his posture.

    Oppositions of the soul are usually caused by opposites, such is the same with Fire and Ice

    (OOC: I sent Allie an e-mail that I wouldn't be present, I don't know if you got the message... most likely not. But I am back and will be very active! Sorry for keeping you out of the loop Relic...)

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  • +silver rogue+ -- Kunas, 06:43:34 04/20/01 Fri

    +silver rogue enters swiftly, triangular auditives pricked utop their crown of silk. As sight of steeds enter his view, lobes swivel and pin to cranium. A shrill whinny escapes his lips, warm oculars flickering around, a hint of ice hidden within+

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  • . . . . . T e m p e r e d F i r e . . . . . -- Apollo's Destruction, 22:17:30 04/19/01 Thu

    Chilling scream emits from parched throat as black steed rears to impound air between fierce tendons... irritation was obvious at enclosed space but feral stallion reveled in rage. It had given him reason to live, flourish, and protect all that was dear to him.

    As heavy thud attended impact of onyx hooves to barren landscape another shrill defiance to the feelings raging inside escaped. Raven head was tossed - kinky mane set flying in whirl wind like that of the fire that burned within. Burning oculars dared anything in their path to try and damper the flame raging within...

    The feral steed almost looked forward to it... yet respect would keep him away from those who were not as foolish...

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  • *stands amidst the stallions emotionless* -- Gathering Storm, 20:34:13 04/19/01 Thu
    *he admits that it has become very dull yet he hopes to build his character ((ooc hahahaha >>inside joke lol but I haf2 go so this post is short)) lets out a small neigh in reply to all the other horses' braying and lets himself be led by the wind observing a brewing storm*

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  • .:::::R E T U R N:::::. -- Immortal Sacfrafice, 06:22:04 04/19/01 Thu
    The ebony stallion slips from the shadows, one again returning to HV, he dipped his head lightly to Relic, showing respect.

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  • tath looks around the area he flicks his long tail and yawns he hasn't slept in a while he trots -- Tath*~*~-~*~~, 05:23:29 04/19/01 Thu
    over to a whillow and walks under its drapeing foliage and lays down getting comfertable and falls asleep

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  • .... c o n t r o l...
     -- Relic, 19:42:44 04/18/01 Wed


    Auditives swivel mechanically forth and back, taking in the sounds of the other stallions with time. A patient snort through flared nares, heavily built, well-muscled frame stands still in the dim light of the forest. Tail whisks soundlessly against strong back end, onyx oculars shaded by the massive forelock that hangs loosely between twin set.

    Observance of the steeds with silence....those who had shown him respect would get that in return, but those of them who expected it when it was not given would never have that bestowed upon them by the mahoghany stud. Those that felt their 'wisdom' gave them certain privaleges, an unspoken rank, almost, would never regain his respect or his trust. But he supposed they knew that already, and it only made them more stubborn.

    Gazing over the growing group of equines, yet it was not as quickly growing as it had before. Now it was manageable, easier to watch, easier to see the worth in the stallions. He would offer advice to the younger steeds, but even he did not know truly was DarkStar wanted - he would not even speculate, for he knew that his recent actions had been questioned by the alpha stallion, and now he knew he would do nothing than what was asked and what was expected of him.

    Lowering head to graze in slight boredom...tail flicks again, efortlessly across muscular hind - back hoof cocked in relaxed pose...

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  • *lifts his finely crafted head as thoughts storm through his mind* -- Gathering Storm, 18:38:36 04/18/01 Wed
    *where is Relic and the new stallions seem to make him look more and more inferior

    he emits a small neigh to announce his presence for he seems invincible yet he hopes that he has made himself known in a promotive way

    *he hopes that the period here he will not prove to be a failure yet he would not mind exploring new possibilities confined*

    ((does that make sense b/c I'm listenin to Nelly right now))

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  • . . . . . W i l d . . . . . -- Apollo's Destruction, 16:10:31 04/18/01 Wed

    Devilish scream reaches all whom could hear as massive black lunged towards nothing... uninquisitive to any in particular though slight interest played upon mind at the other named, Silverbane. Muscles bulged and relaxed as wind tangled black kinks of ebon tresses. Powerful limbs extended into brisk trot as feral steed imposed upon thrashed greenery. Seeking lusher vegitation stallion comes upon large stream.

    Brief memories flash across mind as images fool the senses of the black warrior... images of happiness, and sorrow all thrown away as the steed rushes into crystal liquid massive hooves thrashing deeper into muddy haven. Black coat becomes heavy with purging water as deep breaths exhale from within. Legs shoot straight as fresian composure stands upright shaking the cooling liquid from frame... there the steed stood unmoving...

    He respected few and in return had never asked for such respect from others.

    Respect was to be highly prized, it won wars, and made friendships, but most of all lack of such an important feeling could shatter that of which demands control... life.

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  • *Quick movements fluttered in the corner of the tt.* -- HawkLash, 15:46:54 04/18/01 Wed
    *Swift steed moved towards the center eyes indirect from those about him though stubbornly focused upwards instead of cast upon the ground... he wouldn't admit his lack of self confidence but he was pretty sure it would show. Slowing quickly to a gentle walk he lowered his head to sniff at the ground carefully watching those about him ready to flee to a surmountable distance if nesscary... he had been the omega all his life yet he would have it any other way... it was the only way to survive at most times. A softer heart had kept him from becoming aggresive and untameable. An unforgivable weakness had been his lack of leader abilities which had kept him from leading a herd. But he had cared not and that was the truth... if would ever be offered the position he would dutifully turn it down and explain that it would not be waste to they whom had wished him take the position. Many had taken advantage of this but he had usually shrugged it off eventually moving along with his life. The stallion was unlike most, calm and painstakingly unmovable... he simply stood up for what he believed in. At this point the right to live.*

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  • .. . . . . . . E n t r a n c e . . . . . . . -- Apollo's Destruction, 15:29:04 04/18/01 Wed

    Black coat ripples from muscles beneath as massive fresian enters upon lands auditives laced swiftly to poll... feral stallion shook glittering coat as waves of kinky ebony coat shiver along muscular neck. Dark orbs swirled with uninterest to the others around him as kinked tail is swung lazily to either side... now was not the time for war.

    Only Relic as far as he saw deserved his respect... in time perhaps he would meet Dark Star. Yet he knew he would respect him as well... Relic would not take orders from a weaker creature than himself. A slight glitter of malice carried in murky brown oculars as the feral stallion snorted clearing inflared nostrils of irritating dust.

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  • *darkness falls* -- Silverbane, 00:52:04 04/18/01 Wed
    *The moons pale rays, reflect off the trees and the grass, giving everything a silvery look. The darkness befriends the stallion, for night is his favorite time. He glides smoothly over the terrain, his senses are alert and cautious, but without a need for the rest of the horses were sleeping. He breathes in deeply, as the brisk night air fills his lungs. Faster and faster he runs, until he becomes like a shadow in the wind...*

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  • *snorts in disdain* -- Gathering Storm, 19:10:09 04/17/01 Tue
    *true, he too had admitted to "horseplay" but some might have gone too far, he pricks his ears and glances sharply about allowing the wind to free the burrs from his mane,
    the stallion called Silverbane seems quite unexplainable and his encounter with Riley has not boosted any respect, just amusement
    Riley also seems unexplainable
    ...sighs for he has thought too much and has gone and confused himself ((talking about myself not u riley))..slowly edges to a small pond and quenches his slight thirst longingly looking over to the content horses..his once light heart heavy once more*

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  • Tath snorts and watches Silverbane and snorts seeing him do such things....... -- Tath*~*~-~*~~, 18:36:28 04/17/01 Tue
    he snaps his tail and chuckels to himself he nips at a fly and then he trots over to bane and challenges him in a playfight by with flickering ears he bites at the air and then lays his ears back only for them to come forward he then stomps his rather large featherd hoof on the ground he shakes his head and bites at the air

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  • *Yelps as a bee stings him in the butt, he flails his legs and begins to buck wildly, he trips over a tree stump, and falls on his rear, squishing the bee.* -- Silverbane, 12:45:44 04/17/01 Tue
    (ooc: like my creativity?)

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  • *arches his neck into a courageous pose and then melts down* -- Gathering Storm, 17:48:24 04/16/01 Mon
    *remembering the times where he would mimick the older stallions...his eyes sparkle laughingly as he starts to strut around, head held high and his large hooves imprinting the ground...he whuffles contently to himself for days have passed in this herd and his time away from it seemed to show his need for it more than ever...his past is past and now he must concentrate on the present and future...no more shall he be the bitter colt/stallion but now he will try to relive his childhood...being careful not to get too carried away*

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  • +Silent gaze falls upon DarkStar fr the first time...+ -- ~Riley~ & Alone At Nightfall, 14:56:29 04/16/01 Mon
    Silver steed snorts lightly, eyeing this new steed whom so many had gathered around to grovel upon... A jagged fore rakes at the terrain as cranium is shaken, watching these 'worshipers'. The old stallion remembers way back when he was King of his own land... How he hated when others tryed to gain acceptance by groveling, and brown-nosing... And he sure as ever wouldn't do it now, he was sure by the way this king acted, that he disliked the groveling as much as Riley himself had...

    The ghost of a smile dances across ashened lips, as old one watches, relating to this younger steed... Finally, cranium nods ever so slightly in aknowlegement to the other, before silvered steed bends graceful crest back to grazing...
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    °Ashened steed watches, now grown, and now fully Evil... Finally spotting the one they call DarkStar in the midst of the followers, delicate dial is lowered slightly, acknowledging the King's presence, Scarlet tinted orbs glittering in the sunlight...°

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  • *His gaze seems to pierce the souls of the other stallions around him. If DS wanted to be enlightened, whatever that meant, he would do so... The roguish form makes its way to DS...(if he's even there) and lowers his head, his noses touching DS's left hoof, a sign at least for him of almost complete submission.* -- Silverbane, 14:46:04 04/16/01 Mon
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  • the thundering sound of hooves echos across the lands........... -- Tath*~*~-~*~~, 13:22:28 04/16/01 Mon
    out of the foliage lunges a huge shire stallion his muscles ripple beneath his black coat his feathered covered hooves slam into the earth as he lands on the ground with grace for his large frame his blaze is glowing white as the sun flashes over hie coat he snorts his long mane flows behind him as well as his tail he comes to a crisp hult and dances in place he flicks his long tail and snorts softly he looks around the area he is now a growen stallion........

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  • *Trots around, he splashes through a pool of water, sending crystal clear droplets everywhere..* ooc: Spring Break, a lovely time of the season! (my school got it a week late) -- Silverbane, 12:11:58 04/16/01 Mon
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  • *Sleeps, leaning against a tree. The shining moonlight, casts shdows through the branches, creating a haunted look.* -- Silverbane, 22:33:58 04/15/01 Sun
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  • *trots around emiting a shrill whinny announcing his presence* -- Gathering Storm, 21:57:45 04/15/01 Sun
    *rears fiercely...not in nature but to calm down...trots over to Relic and whickers apologetically* I am sorry for not being on (vacation) *lowers his gaze respectfully and lowers his now strong frame...hoping for at least a nod*

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  • *watches the ebon steed leave...* -- Dragon's Song, 13:56:04 04/15/01 Sun
    ..wondering... wondering. How were you to prove yourself to him, if he only came to show his contempt for them? He shakes his head and lowers it to graze, deep in thought. How had the others proved themselves to him?*

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  • :: s n o r t s :: -- DarkStar, 11:56:58 04/15/01 Sun
    ::dark gaze follows the movements of the stallions, all whom stood lifelessly, bored, naive(..) and useless.. did they truely believe that they could simply wait?? Wander aimlessly about the lands in hopes of being accepted?? he knew nothing of the stallions who had entered the land, and simply because they showed no effort to enlighten him... snorts frustratedly and once more turns to go, noding firmly to Relic::

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  • I'm quitting this game. I can't be as active anymore. -- Richochet, 08:48:14 04/15/01 Sun
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  • *A sigh escapes his lips, as he plops his tired, weary body onto the ground. He wonders if he'll ever get have anything better than the bare ground to sleep on* -- Silverbane, 01:25:08 04/15/01 Sun
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  • +...Old habits die hard..+ -- ~Riley~ & Alone At Nightfall, 17:16:01 04/14/01 Sat

    -Old, silver one watches the guard, Relic with growing dislike.. Plainly shown upon old features-

    -A slight look of scorn is spread across features, as a large fore is thrown towards the terrain swiftly... A abrupt snort escapes cresent nares... 'sickness' was not the case for this old soul... sickness.. no... old honor... yes.. Silver steed snorts again, thinking about long ago... when he had been the lead stallion of his herd, then he was respected fully... Being of old age, he stepped down, and gave the position to his son... And decided to leave the herd.. To find a new place...

    Trying this place out.. He found younger steeds who had no respect for others.. But who demanded respect fomr others all the same..

    Silver steed sighs heavily, wearly thinking what he should do...-
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    °Ashened colt watches the guard from the tall grasses, tiny muzzel wrinkled in confusment.... What was he picking stallions for? Where were they going? Scarlet tinted orbs shine at Relic, voicing these questions to him... °


    {Riley has nothing to do with Nightfall.. Just saying..}

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  • the black colt watches the stallions fight he watches each of their ways -- Tath, 16:48:18 04/14/01 Sat
    he trots around tosses his mane and flicks his tail his big hooves make pounding noises on the hard ground his muscles ripple under his black coat he leaves them and trots over to a stream and drinks from it he then lifts his head and snorts softly

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  • He then gets up and challenges any other stallion to a mock battle -- Mountian Call, 15:31:26 04/14/01 Sat
    to practice their fighting skills and to make them strong

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  • *Lays quietly under a tree, watching a rabbit nibble some wild flowers* Awww too hell with it all! *He forgets his dignity and leaps up, chasing the rabbit back down its hole. He trots back to his spot under the tree, with a mischievous glint in his eyes* -- Silverbane, 14:12:48 04/14/01 Sat
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  • *The black steed was tired. He was tired of observing the other stallions.. -- Dragon's Song, 12:13:51 04/14/01 Sat
    ..Tired of the eternal silence. Few stallions talked to each other, and except for the occasional snort and war cry, there was only the rustling of leaves to listen to. With a gentle whinny he moves to the one known as Fire 'n Ice*

    (Sorry it stinks. I'm sick, and just trying to stay active)

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  • *Whuffles, wondering if he's ever going to get accepted into the Main herd* -- Silverbane, 23:56:25 04/13/01 Fri
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  • He trots around,not really interested in fighting or doing anything paticular,he just grazes quietly -- Mountian Call, 23:40:41 04/13/01 Fri
    and watches for any preadators,he is not bored...just content,but he still yearns for the hard earned exeptance

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  • EEK! (ooc: Ooops!) Sorry wrong pic! This is the right one! -- Silverbane, 21:28:26 04/13/01 Fri

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  • I found my picture! -- Silverbane, 21:19:40 04/13/01 Fri

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  • Young bay stallion trots around.... -- Tunyo ~of the Universe~, 19:21:52 04/13/01 Fri
    He had been watching the others. Riley seemed to have no respect for others. Yet Fire 'n Ice seemed to be nice enough...

    *Snorts* He had no right judging the other stallions that was Dark*Star, and Relic's job. And everyone was here for the same purpose. They all wanted to be accepted in to this land.

    *Suddenly takes off into a brisk canter.* He had to much time on his hands.If there was something he could do to help out he would be glad to.

    Eyes Relic wondering what he will say...

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  • *Stops chewing for a second, and looks wistfully towards the horizon, wishing for a land/territory of his own to wander in freely, he feels an urge to run as far away as he can and see where it brings him, but suppresses it.* -- Silverbane, 17:55:37 04/13/01 Fri

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  • ^S^n^e^e^r^s -- Tortured Soul, 17:12:15 04/13/01 Fri
    A grey shadow melts out of the shadows, snorting he gazes over all of the stallions the mill wihtout purpose. He slams a deadly hoof into the ground, rearing up he slashs his deadly hooves at the air, sroping to the ground the stallion lowers his head in respect for the gaurd known as 'Relic' Snorting once again the stallion snorts and melts back into the solitude of the darkness.

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  • *Studies Dragons Song and then continues grazing* -- Silverbane, 16:33:19 04/13/01 Fri
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  • *He has stopped grazing long ago aa he had begun to watch the other stallions.. -- Dragon's Song, 15:49:31 04/13/01 Fri
    He rarely spoke but he watched. Observing each stallion while he waited. He had been here long, almost longer than every other stallion, but others have been here before him, and they slowly were fading away, either being accepted or rejecting DarkStar and his herd because they hadnt been chosen.
    Many here have been around no more than a day or so, and their hopes were high. He snorted, some would enter, and others would have their hopes dashed and probably leave as well. Some were too weak, others to aggressive and assuming they were better than the rest. Others, he believed would indeed make it, but it was not his place to say. It was DarkStar's herd, and DarkStar's choice alone.
    And here he continues to wait, wathing each stallion, observing.

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  • the dark eyes of the large steed glare out opon the enchanted horses of HV he sighs lightly, and grins down to them -- Imortal Sacrafice, 14:20:20 04/13/01 Fri
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  • M i D d A y -- Fire n' Ice, 13:11:07 04/13/01 Fri
    The sun was directly over head, and he had long since dried. The shine on his painted pelt was returning as he ate the spring grass. He shook his mane and turned at snapped at it, getting most of the burrs out.

    He stamped his foot, causing an indentation on Mother Earth's face, he half-rears playfully. And looks around, figures moving through the field, many fine strong steeds. He contemplates his fate again, and can't say much, he has lived a grand life up to now, now he had food to eat, and no predators have yet to reach his scent. He looks up at the sky, dreamily, at the clouds, wondering...thinking... would he get the honor of being in the main herd? He looks around the guard steed made himself clear of his dominance, but what else was wanted?

    *~*

    Goes into a gallop shaking his head, red-brown eyes glance at the figures standing round. Spring breeze plays with his mane and tail hairs.

    Rearing he looks around, lobes flick back at the realization that there were only stallions here. Wuffs, was there anyone to associate with? Looks around at all the steeds awaiting judgment...

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  • tath awakens and snorts he shakes his short mane and gets up -- Tath, 12:37:25 04/13/01 Fri
    he snaps his tail getting rid of the grass he shakes his coat and licks his muzzle he then dances in place then trots around for a while he then settals on a spot and muzzles the grass then munches for a while moving around the area grazing here and there

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  • *whistles shrilly through his nose, then canters around* -- Richochet, 10:02:50 04/13/01 Fri
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  • C o O l I n G d O w N -- Fire n' Ice, 08:48:47 04/13/01 Fri
    Dawn begin to crack and the large warmblood began to stir

    Lifting his head up he looks around, beginning rays look upon him. He blinks his eyes, trrying to focus. Standing up he stretches his legs. Tensing his muscles and releasing their stress, he gets ready for a new day. He looks about, and realizes he has no more journeying. He is where his mission took him. He must have forgotten over that bit of sleep. He shakes his head.

    Nares wide he looks around. Catching the sweet scent of grass, mixed with dew. Various stallions' scent catches his nose. He snorts. Walking slowly over to the stream he gazes about, from side to side. It was still dark out, and the first rays were coming over the eastern horizon. Yet he saw few figures stirring.

    Dipping his head to drink, he is startled to see his reflection, mane in knots, covered in mud, burrs sticking to him. He drinks his fill then walks up stream finding where it is deeper, and wades. He rolls in the water, then gets out shaking himself.

    He awaits the sun, to dry him...

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  • He is getting edgy and bored -- Mountian Call, 22:20:13 04/12/01 Thu
    the normaly calm,patiant stallion is jittery and edgy,he often will start running of bucking to let out tesion but more often than not it doesn't help very much

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  • tath snorts softly and whickers as he nugges the grass before him -- Tath, 22:04:07 04/12/01 Thu
    he then looks around and lays down for the night

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  • ....s l i g h t d i s g u s t..... -- Relic, 21:54:16 04/12/01 Thu
    Mahoghany bay steed whuffles softly to the stallion known as Dragon's Song - he had proven himself, in Relic's eyes, as a worthy, trusting stallion. He was not full of himself, as some of these stallions seemed to be - he was real, honest, and loyal to the cause. Making sure Dragon's Song knew that he would do everything in his power to try to get DarkStar to notice him - yet nothing could be promised, for it was nearly impossible to try to persuade DS when his mind was made up about something in particular. He had seen no worthy stallions in his last visit...

    Oculars narrow as he gazes to Riley. This steed showed him no reason to like him, much less accept him as a part of these lands. Yet no move was made against him - if action must be taken, then it would - but until the time came, he would be observed, watched....

    DarkSpell seemed intriguing enough, but then again, he also seemed to portray a portion of the 'sickness' that Riley seemed to possess. Nonetheless, he had shown a slight acknowledgement towards the bay guard stallion, and that would not go unnoticed - for even the slightest show of respect, submission, or nonthreatening acknowledgement would be honored. He showed potential, yet it was a long way to go....

    Tath and Immortal Sacrafice seemed alright, there was a definite potential in each of them...as well as Fire n' Ice.....

    He sighed, so many new stallions to observe. Whisking his tail slightly against his sides, he lowers his head to nibble at the grasses, then makes his way silently out to the Main Herd...

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  • I c Y h O t -- Fire n' Ice, 21:49:22 04/12/01 Thu
    Emerges from the brush, a breeze picks up his mane and he paws at the ground.

    The night sky, the heavens shined above him, he glances their way in awe. His sire once told him they were the great leaders watching over. When he was a colt he wished he would make it to be a star. When he grew up he realized his dreams would only be dreams, but still it was a secret desire he had.

    Shaking his head, he snorts and looks around, he rears up, letting the cool night glow his painted pelt. He snorts again softly this time, and looks around. Each steed here different... he thinks about his own fate, wondering what will become of him. Will he stay in patience and get accepted, as a possibility? Or will he be denied. Each was a reasonable possibility, for he knew no one here, nor what to expect of his days ahead.

    Eye-lids drop, and he finds himself solitude, to sleep...

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  • The stallion rears high emitting s shrill whinny to the others -- Imortal Sacrafice "The Dark Is Rising.........", 21:22:53 04/12/01 Thu
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  • *whinnies uselessly. He had been here for two weeks, his chance for acceptance ever getting smaller... -- Dragon's Song, 18:26:36 04/12/01 Thu
    But still he would wait, for that was his place. He was one stallion among many and soon he would make his presence known*

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  • *watches* -- Never Dwindle~, 16:50:07 04/12/01 Thu
    *Looks about... wary* Sorry to be gone. Track started... *Laughs* But I will be my active old self in no time.

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  • .....d a r i n g.... -- Relic, 16:10:14 04/12/01 Thu
    Optics of such like a hawk's pierce into each steed that has entered these lands...he strikes out restlessly with a powerful ebon hoof, daring any of these stallions to try anything against his dominance. Thrusting his muscled form into the air, emitting a shattering baritone across the lands - they would be judged in time...

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  • ...Tone... -- DarkSpell, 14:17:53 04/12/01 Thu
    ...Ebon steed raises on powerful hindquarters,emitting a low tone.Dropping almost forcefully,nostrils slightly flared,dark orbs penetrating the area...

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  • M i X t U r E -- Fire n' Ice, 14:10:05 04/12/01 Thu
    He looks about, optics gaze from one stallion to another. His eternal flame, creates a spark, he has a desire to run.

    The steed does not fight his desire, knowing what harm bottled up desires can do. So he extends his legs, letting himself be carried into the wind.

    Head held high and regal he gallops around the area, muscles pulling, lenghty strides take him far. Faster...Faster...Faster

    He is racing the wind now, red-brown optics partially concelled because he is in deep thought of relaxation, he continues to run, his own desires.

    Sharp coldness runs through his crimson blood, letting out a discomforting buck, hating when it wants to take over. The steed allows himself to slow, a lather has built up on his pelt, and his heart races, burning, yet being cooled. Snorting he looks around

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  • Silvery steed stands, snorting lightly, deep oculi sweeping the land.. -- ~Riley~, 13:58:46 04/12/01 Thu
    Elegant crest lowers to the vegitation beneath him, as charcoaled lips pull back, ivorys nipping at the blades. Silvery plume swishes over extremly mucular haunches

    {Heh heh, I'm not kidding, my buddy, here, has haunches that look too big for him! He runs so fast it looks like he's flying! lol, just had to share that... I'm bored..}

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  • Stallion enters slowly, with grace and power, honor and valor... -- Fire n' Ice, 13:13:33 04/12/01 Thu
    He flicks his lobes back at the large group of stallions presented in the area. Stamping his foot agiated he snorts.

    Red-brown eyes with crystal specks gaze at them all, he snorts, nares wide taking in all the masculine scents. He sees a stallion watching, guarding them all it seems, he pauses, optics flickering in the light, watching this stallion. Knowing no names of yet...

    Glances around, stamping his hoof, He gets away from the other stallions, it is so unnatural for him to be near so many at once... He dips his head to graze, and lets the warm sun caress his painted body...

    A day of warmth for him....

    The conflictions in the soul are caused by opposite desires, such as the continuing desires of Fire and Ice~Fire n' Ice

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  • *ears pricked, he stands atop the hill, listening. Head falls to crop some grass, then swings up to listen once more. He knew he had to mares to watch out for, but old habits die hard.... -- Richochet, 12:29:38 04/12/01 Thu
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  • ~*from behind the shadows gallops a powerful steed, nostrils flared, dark optics alert for any movement, seeing relic, he lowers his head with loyalty, "I will do anything I cant to help" he rears high dial flying madly in the air, ebony main blowing in the wind*~ -- Immortal Sacrafice "The Dark Is Rising", 12:10:48 04/12/01 Thu

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  • Tath looks at the new strong stallion he just watches -- Tath, 11:39:18 04/12/01 Thu
    then grazes on the lush grass he moves over the land grazing here and there he then looks at the older colt in the bush he doesnt do anything to gain his attenchtion he just assumes he wishes to be left alone he then trots over the area trying to imatate the strong stallion that await for DS he tosses his head and then stops feeling anoyed by the not very social stallions

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  • Deep trhoated whinny -- ~Riley~, 11:04:41 04/12/01 Thu
    The thundering of four onyx hooves upon moist terrain is heard, as the Wise One breaks free of the dense fog, charcoaled limbs moving in a blurr, gray steed comes to a crisp halt, liquid chocolate orbs sweeping the land, Tapered lobes pinned sharply to skull, and silver plume swishing irritably over almost ivory haunches, aged features hold a look of pure distaste at the others around him.....

    Name: Riley {I know it's not beautiful, but it is his name}
    Age: around 13
    Breed: Pure Quarter Horse
    Gender: {In real life he's a gelding, but here he's going to be a stallion} Stallion
    Color/Markings: Silvery light gray, steel limbs, and tri-colored* tail & mane.
    Personality: Doesn't take well to others, is a loner.
    Devotion to the Herd: His respect, and trust has to be earned, he is cantankerous, and not willing to cooperate easily.
    Picture: Coming soon
    Tri-colored as in: Dark grey, ivory, and light grey

    Cranium plummets between fores, as steed crow-hops twice, before straightening up, and snorting harshly, deep oculi sweeping the terrain once again...

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  • the colt snorts softly and sents the air his oculars surching his cranes forward -- Tath, 10:04:40 04/12/01 Thu
    his caverns aflare he tosses his head and stomps his hoof he paws at the green ground pulling up blackend earth his muscles ripple under his dark coat he nugges the black ground and then takes some to the black earth into his mouth chewing it the ground holds some minerals that he needs............

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  • °Young one glances at the newcomers, tiny lobes laced to poll viciously° -- Alone At Nightfall, 09:44:15 04/12/01 Thu
    °Tiny incisors are bared meanacingly, as ashened hide gleams in what late sunlight dares to come through the gray clouds. Colt stays where he is, hidden in the tall grasses.. Waiting for the return of that steed they call DarkStar°

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  • Tath whickers (this is what he will look like) -- Tath, 08:56:24 04/12/01 Thu
    he spiritedly bursts into a hardy gallop

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  • ...Ebon figure... -- DarkSpell, 05:47:17 04/12/01 Thu
    ...He steps forth from the shadows...ebon orbs search the land...auditives laced back in silent warning...Glancing at the others with little interest,onyx hoof paws the ground rather absentmindly,waiting the judgement from DarkStar...

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  • *Whuffles along the ground, searching for new grass* -- Silverbane, 01:37:29 04/12/01 Thu
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  • Young stallion overhears Dark*Star and Relic talking. No new stallions? It would take plenty of patience. Patience? He had lots of that, he had been waiting his whole life to find a place to call home, and was still looking. Well maybe he hadn't been blessed with the honor of leading a herd yet, but someday, perhaps, someday... -- Tunyo ~of the Universe~, 19:53:49 04/11/01 Wed
    He would wait for the reall tough stuff, but for now he could enjoy himself... No, better not... Should be on your guard... So many thoughts swimming through his head........

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  • with the thundering of hooves............ -- doesnt have one yet, 17:08:38 04/11/01 Wed
    a young colt gallops in he tosses his head and slides to a hult he shakes his black coat his hooves have just a little bit of feathering on his hooves he lowers his head licking and chewing showing submission he swishes his short tail and watches the other stallions

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  • :snorts distainfully, watching the stallions with growing disgust: -- DarkStar, 23:05:39 04/10/01 Tue
    ~few of the stallions are worthy...many are weak and would not survive in my herd and none of them can be trusted. they make no attempt to prove themselves to myself or relic and yet expect to be accepted..if only they knew.~

    :ebon form turns swiftly to face the gathering of males, harsh gaze wandering from stallion to stallion....snorts frustratedly and turns to leave, casting a faint glance toward Relic, acknowledging his return....snorts once more and leaps into the shadows with a muffled grunt. It made no difference to him, they would wait...the number of stallions was sufficiant for now...:

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  • (I thought my post worked that I would be gone in Flordia untill tues. night!! sorry about that!)*the stallion lowers his head grazing,but keeping a watchful eye at everyone* -- wisper, 20:42:14 04/10/01 Tue
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  • Reply...holds well chiesled cranium in the wind watching the others.... -- Tunyo, 19:25:22 04/10/01 Tue
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  • *returns from the shadows watching each stallion carefully observing each of them. Some he respected, but most of them had left.. -- Dragon's Song, 17:57:32 04/10/01 Tue
    .. others he was just beginning to understand, and the rest he wished he had never known. He looks up towards Relic, the powerful guard stallion and sighs. Pretty the last one he held any respect for at all..*

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  • † Ashened colt watches the rest of the herd with gorwing anticipation.. -- † Alone At Nightfall †, 14:56:19 04/10/01 Tue
    †A light snort emits, as a tiny fore rakes at the turf absentmindedly... Tiny colt watches the others, and sighs, laying down in the tall grass to wait for the one they call DarkStar...†

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  • (Hey sorry about being inactive my computer was freaking out about going here) -- Mountian Call, 07:12:09 04/10/01 Tue
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  • *His powerful body surges with might, as he rears up into the sky, testing his strength* -- Silverbane, 23:31:13 04/09/01 Mon
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  • *gazes across the field, not really seeing anything and whuffles. Activity had lessened greatly in the stallions area, few still regularly were here... -- Dragon's Song, 18:30:34 04/09/01 Mon
    ..With a snort he trots off into the shadows, just to pass the time..*

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  • Interest. -- The Truth Hurts, 16:22:39 04/09/01 Mon
    Chestnut being walks swingily to the shade to lie down.Knowing that Dark Star has no patince with the weak he is almost sure he will not be worthy of exepance, but this land is fair enough and his mind races, planning to stay here after rejectance, but if he were to be exepcted, oh the bliss.But alas, it is only a dream, not reality.

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  • ....r e t u r n..... -- Relic, 13:41:47 04/09/01 Mon
    Staying within the shadows of this land, observing the newer stallions. So many more had come to prove their worth to the alpha steed - but were they truly worthy?

    Stepping out into the bright sunlight, his dark brown coat gleaming in the rays of the sun. Ebon tendrils of his thick mane seemed to dance upon his muscular crest, as regal pate is carried high and proud. Auditives prick forward to take in sounds, then suddenly, massive front raises efortlessly as shattering baritone call is bugled throughout the lands...

    Yes, the mahoghany steed had returned - onyx hooves slash the air as if an unseen enemy stood before him. Landing silently, only a cloud of dust rose to bear testimony to his dominant gesture. Lacing auditives back in warning to the rogues, lowering head as he took notice to each.

    Perhaps few were worthy...

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  • °Tiny form senses a new presence in the shadows, and slander satyre becomes rigid..° -- Alone At Nightfall, 07:49:24 04/09/01 Mon
    Delicate lobes lace back to ashened poll, as scarlet ooids glint, watching the shadows quietly, finally, sensing the presence has moved on, he relazes, still weary of the shadows... Oculi gaze around silently, watching the grown stallions, and wishing he was older so he could prove his worth... Tiny lobes still plastered to skull, charcoaled colt walks on wobbly limbs to the stream to drink..°

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  • *gallops around, kicks out, then slides to a stop, shaking his head. trots towards the water, and after drinking, rolls in the dirt, coating himself with a thin layer of dust* -- Richochet, 22:11:14 04/08/01 Sun
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  • *Kicks at the ground impatiently, suddenly he shies at an imaginary threat and bucks furiously* I've still got it in me!... -- Silverbane, 16:03:43 04/08/01 Sun
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  • *slips out from the shelter of the shadows... -- Dragon's Song, 13:28:24 04/08/01 Sun
    All those he knew, or had grown to respect had left, leaving him alone and still waiting for his judgement. He glances towards the main herd and whuffles softly.*
    I will continue to wait. My turn will come.

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  • °Tiny, ashened colt stumbles inwards, trying his best to steady wobbling legs.. -- Alone At Nightfall, 10:15:42 04/08/01 Sun
    Tinted orbs glassy, stare around the valley, landing on the other stallions, charcoaled colt lays down in the middle of the land, not wanting to be taken in, but knowing he probably must in order to survive... A harsh snort escapes tiny nares, as crimson tinted oculi sweep the land, watching the steeds... Wishing he could be grown like them...°


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  • The black arabian stallion walks in. I await my judgment. -- UL, 09:52:26 04/08/01 Sun
    *Do you dare mess with his unbridled strength.*

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  • *prods at the ground with his foot drearily and sighs. He glances around the bursts into a run, running until his breath is gone and stops, and slips into the shadows, tired of the same routine* -- Dragon's Song, 20:52:27 04/07/01 Sat
    SOOO sorry I havent been on!

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  • *Stallion whuffs contendedly* -- ~Never Dwindle~, 17:59:29 04/07/01 Sat
    *Trots around a bit... orbs always open. Dial lifts to the sky, calling to anyone.*

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  • Long tall snaps at the stallions dark hocks -- The intimidator, 12:46:28 04/07/01 Sat
    Large head held proudly,he snorts and his red nostrils flare, his large hoof slams upon the hard ground. Silent eyes scan the area, He raches his neck in warning to any danger that might lurk in the shadows, but senseing none he un-araches his neck. He tosses his head gingerly, throwing his mane about. Lowering his head he begins to graze silently, Chopping the blades close down to the hard earth. His chewing silently, except for the occasional clicking of his massive teeth. He twitches his delacate ears searching for any sound that the dominate stallion might enter. Lifting his head he lets out a shrill sream, he slams his hoof upon the ground. He was bored out of his mind!

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  • The young black stallion trots into the area waiting for the jugment to take place -- Mountian Call, 08:59:42 04/07/01 Sat
    wishing all the others the best of luck on getting exepted.

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  • *dozes off standing, he would not lie down around other stallions* -- Richochet, 22:35:00 04/06/01 Fri
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  • The young stallion finishes grazing, then takes a drink out of a small stream. He holds his head foward, but not to high, showing submission.... Suddemly he explodes into a gallop, letting loose unused energy... -- Tunyo, 19:40:41 04/06/01 Fri
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  • ... fierce intentions ... -- ~Never Dwindle~, 09:15:30 04/06/01 Fri
    *Shreads at the grass with growing bordome, chewing the long strands almost fiercly. Tail continuousally snaps around his haunches, bidding the mesquitoes to keep thier distance*

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  • (ooc: Sorry for not being on for so long, I lost the link to the site.) -- Silverbane, 00:05:01 04/06/01 Fri
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  • *Chews some grass, and swishes his silvery tail from side to side, brushing away flies* -- Silverbane, 23:50:38 04/05/01 Thu
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  • The stallions stands silently -- The Intimidator, 22:31:39 04/05/01 Thu
    His tail snaps as he watchs the domaniat stallion come and go takeing four stallions with him. Sighing softly the stallions nibbles at his side, ridding him of a pest. His dark eyes travel across the land, the stallion snorts, and picks up his hoof before dropping it with a thud, he was beginging to get restless. Not to mention bored, snapping his tail softly. Sighing the stallion lowers his head to graze, stomping his back hoof every so often. His finally made ears twitch about his head. Rasieing his head the stallion snorts and finishes chewing the lst bite of grass he had taken. The stallion weaves his way over to the stream, before lowering his head to drink... Somebody say something ordo something, before I loose my mind Looking about the stallion screams before rearing up and slashing at the sky....

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  • :the steed enters whickering sharply to the others: -- DarkStar, 21:49:00 04/05/01 Thu
    :rocklike hoove is thrown angrily to the earth, a shrill ring sent into the air as the two colide...snorts, massive dial tossed frustratedly to the air, awaiting the attention of the stallions:

    more stallions are needed in the land of HV to start herds, the mares are becoming restless and impatient, and are in need of a herd and place to stay...

    :snorts, dark gaze wandering from stallion to stallion:

    Folken Forgotten, Wish Upon a Star, and Santaigo and After the Rain you may enter the land. You will soon be granted a TT of your own if you poorve worthy

    :turns swiftly and darts into the woods, sable figure invisible against the darkness of night:

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  • *utters a shrill cry and rears, hooves pawing at , he tosses his silvery mane and whinnies towards the other stallionthe air, he drops to the ground, his head low and eyes half closed. He was restless and wanted release. His powerful muscles bunched and t -- Dragon's Song, 17:57:16 04/05/01 Thu
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  • **Snorts** -- Folken, 17:50:52 04/05/01 Thu
    **Stupid grass... He muttered to himself, realizing he'd outgrazed his corner. The only decent looking grass was dangerously close to everyone else....**

    (((OOC: Voy is being mean! MEAN! I can't see a single new post past Tunyo's, including my own...*sigh*)))

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  • *stands alert* -- Santiago, 15:15:32 04/05/01 Thu
    *dark oculars glance about the valley with mild interest to the ones below him. He meits a soft nicker and lowers his rfined dial to graze, lobes at attention*

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  • ~He stood idely eyes dull...~ -- After The Rain, 14:13:50 04/05/01 Thu
    ~Emotionless eyes gazed out upon the world before him... there was nothing interesting going on at the moment... finally shaking his mane as it shimmers down his neck he whinnies throwing up his finally chiseled head... legs churn and earth is thrown up as the stallion canters towards a nearby stream... swerving at just the last second he halts and rears onyx hooves splayed against the wind... head is thrown from side to side in play as he lands and back legs bunch once more towards sky... he was one with the wind... a turrent storm displaying a feature so unlike the calm eye of the storm... settling quietly the stallion closed the distance between he and the gurgling brook only lowering his head to taste the liquid cool dream slide down his throat...~

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  • *lazily stands, hind leg resting, tail switching flies from his hide* -- Richochet, 12:35:08 04/05/01 Thu
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  • *A gentle breeze glides over his back, sending off a wake-up call... he snorts softly, awoken from his peaceful sleep and sculpted TB head raises to look around him. Mane and tail dance around lithe body, giving the picture of elegance... auditives pricked, he begins to trot, stretching to limber his tight muscles* -- WUAS, 05:42:18 04/05/01 Thu
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  • *snorts in disgust* -- Gathering Storm, 22:27:42 04/04/01 Wed
    *tosses his head at the behaviors of the stallions...he too may be mistaken but everyone has been trying to find their own conclusions on a stallion by petty observations... others spend their whole time grumbling or using many indications to get towards the main herd...stomps his hoof...he needs not to act in haste...he will wait if one way is barred there is another way...the door is closed...surely there will be an open window

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  • **With a sigh, he shifts his weight, giving up on standing here.** -- Folken Forgotten..., 22:17:38 04/04/01 Wed
    **He snorts, deciding sitting here does no good. Life has no meaning yet, and who's to say his existence is neccasary here. With a soft 'Whuffle' he decides it would be a great time to judge the others, from his corner of darkness....**

    **His eyes, which despite his efforts reflect his emotion no matter what, settle on Relic. The seemingly perfect Stallion, yet he seems injured. Whoever injured that brute of a stallion must be strong, and a force to avoid, or submit to...
    The stallion who was accepted...What was his name? With a sigh, Folken gives up on remembering it..
    Santiago...One to avoid. I prefer my limbs intact, thank you....Folken knew he can never earn that respect, one so lowly as himself, and a horse as strong as Santiago...
    No one else stood out to him, none he could see at the moment, anyways, so with a sigh, he lay down, despite the fact he knew he shouldn't, and rolled, filling his ebony coat with dirt...**

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  • *the winds pick up* -- Santiago, 21:37:30 04/04/01 Wed
    *a slight breeze picks up, gentle breaths caressing the steed neck and fingering through hsi long silky mane. Orbs of crystal trac the valley, landing upon his king. Lowering his head in respect, triangular auditives pricked. Strands of forlock dift carelessly over his liquid orba, the deep soulful windows into the emotions of the steed. Nares flare, exposing the inner pink linings, taking in the scents which blew about him. As his mane billows about him in a cloud of raven, he stands perfectly silent, slender yet sturdy legs standing square beneath his muscular form.*

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  • :snorts in annoyance...NeverDwindle had seemed worthy, yet now DS had seen nor herd nothing of him...he would wait one more hour...if dwindle did not show himself in the mainlands soon, the steed's acceptance would be revoked...hiso patience was wearing thin: -- DarkStar, 21:03:58 04/04/01 Wed
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  • *tosses his head as he sees DarkStar leave with another stallion and looks away. He breaks of into a swift gallop following a whim, running around to nowhere* -- Dragon's Song, 20:40:37 04/04/01 Wed
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  • *with a toss of his head he whinnies* -- Gathering Storm, 20:21:43 04/04/01 Wed
    *thoughts of childhood flash by, yet they get dimmer and dimmer...he wants to forget yet he reminisce of the past...suddenly he stamps his hoof snorting in frustration, his eyes are troubled and hard the innocence gone...yet it had been gone for a long time...no use trying to preserve what is not there with a final flick of his tail, he flees deep into the forest where he can deal with himself privately and alone*

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  • ... -- Relic, 20:14:58 04/04/01 Wed
    He watches, silently...as another stallion is accepted, one he, himself, had not thought as the most worthy. No matter...for this whole day had been going chaotic on him. Raising massive dial, whickering for the one dubbed WUAS. Pate lowered in apology, part shame. For he had made a promise, and by DarkStar's recent actions, he had broken that promise.

    If only he had known....

    But he did not. Snorting once, he stomps the ground out of anger - putting weight on his recently wounded back leg did him no good, as he quickly winced and lifted it up in pain. Avoiding eye contact with the other stallion, for he knew it was shameful. Turning silently, then walking back into the shadows, favoring the hind that bled from his careless act in the Main Herd...he disappears once more as the shadows seem to engulf him, back to his own lands...

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  • *the stallion steps forward to DS*"I do wish to know what I need to work on..I am sure proberly not as great of stallion as you...but I will try my best"*looks at the stallion,his massive head looking towards the powerfulist one* -- wisper, 19:40:44 04/04/01 Wed
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  • *the stallion stops trotting and lowers his head to graze then after awhile he rears and stops looking around and wonders to himself**i wonder what my sister is doing right now?* -- wisper, 19:36:49 04/04/01 Wed
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  • :sable figure steps forth, dark gaze set unwavering upon the one known as NeverDwindle...: -- DarkStar, 19:29:56 04/04/01 Wed
    :steps calmly toward the other stallion, massive dial held high, harsh gaze sent downward ruthlessly to the stallion below him...snorts as lobes lace, a faint grin upon silken lips as he awaits the other's reaction...silence fills delicate auditives..he snorts and lunges at the stallion, chasing him toward the MainHerd:
    you have been accepted, Dwindle
    :raspy voice is lost, carried away briskly on a cool wind as the dark figure vanishes into the woods before them, leaving the accepted stallion to follow:

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  • ^SNORTS^ -- The Intimidator, 19:02:06 04/04/01 Wed
    The dark stallions eyes gaze across the herd of miss-matched stallions, tail swishes agianst his black pelt ridding him of pests.

    His dished arabiac ears, swival, around for a moment before returning to there postion flat agianst the base of his skull, side-stepping, the stallion moves to the stream, throwing his head.

    He lowers his dished face close to the stream but does not drink just plays with the water, rasing his head his dark eyes twinkle with evil delight. Half rearing the stallion lets out a shrill scream, things were lazy that after-noon. Landing on the ground with a thud the stallion picks up into a slow canter, his head moving in-sync with his hoof beats.

    The desire to go faster took over the slight pain of his slightly inflamed hoof, switching leads the stallions takes of at a gallop, bucking and twisting in the air every so often. He acted as if he was a yearling instead of an old honorable stallion.

    Leaping off the ground and twists in the air, he drops to the ground. Droping to his knees the stallion rolls over on his bac rolling in the dirt his long legs thrashing in the air, standing the stallion snorts and shakes violently. Stopping the stallion agian gazes over the stallions slightly embarrassed at his actions.

    But releaf washes over him for now he was free of all of the kinks of standing around like a bump on a log...

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  • ~The stallion's eyes nearly laughed at WUAS's reaction...~ -- After The Rain, 17:53:11 04/04/01 Wed
    ~His eyes glittered with laughter as he spoke out loud to the moving stallion...~ "You think that I disrespect you? You are unwise to think so. Merely play is all that I had issued. You mistook it as war... such a mistake could cost a relationship to one whom may save your life." ~He shook his finely chiseled head painted mane dripping down upon muscular neck.~ "Disrespect comes from fools whom no not when to back off... yet you encouraged me to continue. Did you not as well sound a battle cry so like my own?" ~His eyes stayed riveted upon the equine figure before him... their sweltering depths unwavering.~

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  • ... hoof print ... -- ~Never Dwindle~, 17:17:55 04/04/01 Wed
    *Nostrils dialate ... tresses of mane lingering about him. Peers about him, watching the stallions ... keeping his guard well.*

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  • **snorts, and finds a place in the shadows to hide** -- Folken The lost one..., 17:00:30 04/04/01 Wed
    **His dark hide blends in the shadows, nd he fidgets nervously. 'Don't see me...don't see me...' He mutters to himself, praying only friends will see him, not the pregidous fighters.

    He wants ever so much to fight, but...he can't. Something holds him back, claming his rages. He sighs, and shifts his weight. 'There's allways later...' He reminds himself, and grazes quietly.

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  • *he stands withdrawn from the milling stallions for already he has made himself too distinct and known or at least judged* -- Gathering Storm, 16:50:19 04/04/01 Wed
    *hopefully the leaders too shall notice him and he shall be accepted...if not, he will work from the bottom of the ladder and work his way up...*

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  • *As is something silently went off in his head...* -- WUAS, 16:49:35 04/04/01 Wed
    *The powerful steed jumps into a canter from a halt. Coat gleams in the sun, muscles rippling... bunching and collecting like a powerful spring of energy. He stretches his neck a bit, and churns over the ground easily. He accelerates into a gallop, lithe body stretched to it's fullest extent. Ears pricked, he smoothly soars over the ground, gaining speed with every stride. Suddenly he halts, tossing his silken mane. He snorts softly and lowers his head to graze... occasionally glancing around to notice the world around him.*

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  • .... -- Relic, 16:30:51 04/04/01 Wed
    He sighs, watching the other stallions with mild interest. True, he was glad that there were more arriving - there were many mares in the lands now waiting acceptance, and a few stallions would need to be accepted into the main herd soon, should DarkStar wish more mares to enter these lands. For he would only accept ones of top notch quality - no mares of lesser form would set hoof on his lands. Perhaps some of these other steeds were less picky, desiring simply a mare or a few mares to call their own.

    No matter, for now - DS would let this dark stallion know when the time had arrived for more stallions to be accepted. Until then, patience was a virtue...

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  • ... distinct call ... -- ~Never Dwindle~, 14:42:26 04/04/01 Wed
    *Massive body breaks into a halt from rapine gallop … eyes rolling. Neck unravels from tight arch, dark slashes of sweat dotting his neck. He fiercely calls into the air … spirit uplifted after such a run. Strands of tail stick to his hocks and haunches, mane lathering against his neck*

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  • *he whickers quietly to himself, then loks to the stallions. He had a fair judgement on each of them, but he would never know if he were correct for he had not met them* -- Santiago, 14:42:03 04/04/01 Wed
    *he thought of most of the steeds here as repectable, loyal steeds, but most had soft hearts. Gathering Storm looked as though he was defiant, but amost too much so...There was a fine line, and he had learned from experiance never to cross it. He looks towards Relic, this was a steed to regard as loyal, trustworthy and respectable, this was true for DS as well...And he could see this in Dragons Song, Never Dwindle and Noble Blood. Each seemed to know their boundaries, never pushing the limit, but stayed far from being soft hearted and open to all. He respected these stallions, and thought of them highly. He shook his head and pawed the ground, wishing to start his herd, or enter the lands of the king and help to protect the mares within. He figurd the mares of DS were strong, loyal and trustworthy mares, each worthy of being chosen. These stallions would not be so easy to choose who could go into the herd and who would stay. It was a difficult job, and he understood that Relic was the perfect choice for this job. He lowered his head to graze, mulling about the past thoughts, and thinking of his future*

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  • ... hasty glace ... -- ~Never Dwindle~, 08:04:01 04/04/01 Wed
    *Stallions submissive whinny is optimistic ... growing restless in the confined area. Placid oculars stare at the others; once flickering his lobes in greeting. The days fill with pacing ... up and down he travels, winding through spindling trees that rouse to great heights. Only one hope flickers … to one day have a herd. He hithers the words of the great steed DarkStar, immediatley ready to obey. Finally stops, in hopes to talk to another stallion.*

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  • ~He halts as well his head raised proudly...~ -- After The Rain, 06:46:12 04/04/01 Wed
    (Extremely sorry I couldn't respond!! There was a huge two day overnight track meet from Monday until Tuesday and I spent the entire day outside! My mom wouldn't even let me bring my laptop lol because I had to make sure I was warmed up! GRRRR!! Sorry!) ~As oculars watch the display WUAS put on he halts as well and rippling muscles push him around at a tail spin. He quickly circles the other waiting silently though staying out of the deadly hooves with which the other would use in defense. Finally circling him twice he faced him and lunged teeth nipping harshly upon anything they could reach.~

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  • *heaves himself off the ground from his long nap and tosses his mane. He blinks, slowly waking up fully and glances around at some of the new stallions* -- Dragon's Song, 23:37:02 04/03/01 Tue
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  • The stallion stands quietly he no longer wanted to rest -- The Intimidator, 22:39:52 04/03/01 Tue
    The stone that he had picked up had dislodged itself, and now he was pain free. The stallions noble head was rasied high as he watched the setting son. He snorts and flicks his tail agianst his black pelt. He rears up thrasing his long powerfull legs. Dropping to the ground with a stud his mane flys over his face giving him a mysterious look about him. He tosses his chizzled head throwing his dark mane away and revealing his cold untelling eyes.....

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  • *ebon and mahognay steed emerges, ears pinned against his skull* -- Santiago, 22:33:19 04/03/01 Tue
    *he enters, regal movements carrying him swiftly. He looks about to the others, automatically understanding who to respect and who not to. For now, all who deserved his respect were Relic and DS...These were his superiousrs, these were his leaders...He tosses his head and whinnys shrilly, warning the others to stay away*

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  • *canters around slowly leveling his breath and his pulse* -- Gathering Storm, 22:28:07 04/03/01 Tue
    *once again he feels like a foal, his parents' image kept on coming back to him during the night* Father, mother where are you?... *snorts and shakes his head disgustedly and trots on towards wherever his legs will lead him

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  • young steed enters, his coat is darker than the darkest night... He stands there waiting patiently for judgement, not letting his exitement show through... *bows his head submissively* maybe he'd find a friend, maybe he'd find a mate, or maybe even he'd be blessed with the honor of leading a herd.... -- Tunyo ~of the Universe~ , 19:40:22 04/03/01 Tue
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  • *lazily carries himself from place to place, g to a dream of his own herd..ing quietly, flicking his tail at the occasional fly. He slowly lowers himself down to the ground for a nap to refreash himself and his eyes slowly drift shut...* -- Dragon's Song, 17:33:13 04/03/01 Tue
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  • ... incantation ... -- ~Never Dwindle~, 17:07:46 04/03/01 Tue
    (sorry if my font doesn't close... usually it does, but on certian occasions it decides to invade every one elses messages even though I tell it not)

    The chant of hoof steps is heard to roam anxiously... pounding of cyclopes hooves against terrain deafening. Oculars roll; lean haunches dance... nostrils extended, strong boned body pacing, and waiting. Stops at a casual halt, lobes pricking forward. Shakes his massive head, muscles quivering down pelt... racing with turbulent mane.

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  • ...o b s e r v a n c e... -- Relic, 14:31:12 04/03/01 Tue

    He watches the stallions with mild interest - seeing as a few of them were so set on acceptance, he offers a single bit of advice...

    *For those of you who are obviously trying to get DarkStar's attention - I can assure you that the more desperate you appear for his judgement, the worse off you will be. Act normal, as if you know you will live here for a long time - gaining acceptance is a privilage, not a right, and it will be given if you take your stay here in stride...*

    Flicking massive tail harshly against his dark hindquarters, then lowering dial to graze softly as he watches..

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  • *stands, tail idily lashing his flanks, waiting Dark Star's decision* -- Richochet, 13:32:39 04/03/01 Tue
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  • -Hither the words...- -- ~Never Dwindle~, 13:23:21 04/03/01 Tue
    * Stallions oculars round about … well sculpt legs written history. Andalusian majesty foretold strength and power. Irony hooves impact foliage; nostrils extend and contract, pale interior discernible. Forelock bedecks upon dapple flanked dial… muscles quiver underneath luminous pelt. Lobes lace with the occasional zephyrs… head stooping, finely crafted features zealous. Velveteen lips part to whinny, head coursing upwards … forelegs hoisting from loam, haunches rippling with power as he poses in a rear. *

    -Awaits observation from DS-

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  • *the stallion trots around,instep,and then it hits him* would DS let him join? he wondered -- wisper, 20:48:23 04/02/01 Mon
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  • ~The stallion cantered from behind a tree eyes bright with light...~ -- After The Rain, 19:50:17 04/02/01 Mon
    ~The stallion pranced shimmering mane and tail dancing about him... his gaze riveted upon WUAS he smirked and through his head to the sky throwing out a playfull war cry towards the stallion whom he barely met... onyx hooves leave the ground slicing through the air like that of a sharp knife through butter. Landing, his head is thrown to one side and then the other... in playful antics. Stomping his hoof upon vegitation beneath he whinnies once more and canters forth. Feet pick up and tail billows behind him as he quickly approaches the stallion wondering what he will do.~

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  • *head raised, this 'colt' has become a stallion today...* -- Gathering Storm, 17:47:54 04/02/01 Mon
    *in the dimness of the shadows, he remembers how happy he used to be, innocent, like daybreak, his father being strong and mighty...however that was all passed..*Someday, I shall be strong and overcome...

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  • The stallion watchs all carefully -- The Intimidator, 17:39:08 04/02/01 Mon
    His dark eyes fallow everything, his tail snapping aginst his black pelt, his shifts his weight from the left to the right.

    Lowering his head to graze, his withers jut up above his long slender graceful neck, He snorts as he pulls up long sweet blades of green grass. Eyes rasie, and fallow the dominat stallion retreat to his home, back hoof stands silently on the toe, tail flicks agianst side, revealing small grey hairs that form within.

    Muscles bunch and release as he moves to anthor patch of grass. ears twitch as he turns to scrath his stomach. His massive ivory teeth drag along his skin the stallion of his bother-some pest, with a grunt of plessure the stallion returns his head close to the ground.

    Long pionted ears, still. Dark eyes watch all. His snapping tail slows and soon comes to a halt, He rasies his head long strands of grass hanging out of his black muzzle.

    Finishing the grass the stallion moves his massive black body melts back into the shadows only revealing its self once he had reached the stream, lowering his head the stallion sucks up mouth fulls of water.

    The same back hoof rasies up onto its toe, it was sore he had picked up a stone, but he did not limp nor wince while he walked, he took it as a stallion shood.

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  • *sighs and moves to another area to graze, glancing up at the sky then whinnies regretfully. he wanted to belong somewhere, to be in an actual herd* Eventually.... it'll happen eventually -- Dragon's Song, 17:20:44 04/02/01 Mon
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  • The young noble bay snorts and glances around. He did not have any respect for any other stallions here except for Relic. He shook his bay neck, muscles tensed up. His shoulders were big and heavy, he cantered around, eyeing the other stallions warily.. -- Noble Blood, 09:18:07 04/02/01 Mon
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  • *he steps forth from the shadows, ebon hooves dancing lightly over the terrain... crystal orbs sweep the land patiently, he knew his time would eventually come. He watches the other with a slight interest, and shakes his gray mane... it falls beautifully onto his perfectly arched neck and he begins to prance, his tail flagged, eyes proud and dial raised to the sky* -- WUAS, 06:21:22 04/02/01 Mon
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  • ...?... -- DarkStar, 22:43:05 04/01/01 Sun
    :sable steed steps forth, glancing to Relic carefully....approaches the stallion, lobes laced - although he trusted the stallion more than ever, his past had forced him to believe that all other stallions were a threat to his well being... snorts lightly and speaks quietly to the Guard:

    you may choose one stallion to accept. the others you have recommended will have to wait...

    :turns and steps into the woods, darting through the darkness toward the main herd:

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  • *moves about aimlessly through the gathering of stallions observing them all appraisingly and snorts, very few were worthy of anyone's respect. He removes himself from the crowd and begins to graze, far off to the side.* -- Dragon's Song, 22:31:51 04/01/01 Sun
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  • *Sighs* Why does everyone take everything so seriously here? Im sorry Relic if I pissed you off, but I wasn't trying to be mean or anything by asking if Power Playing was allowed, I just wanted to know cuz it wasn't on the Rules page. -- Silverbane, 19:10:23 04/01/01 Sun
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    • I will apologize - I have been dealing with snobby little brats who think they know everything about this game, and after reading your messages and seeing you in chat, I 'assumed' you were one of those people. Danielle has informed me otherwise. As for powerplaying, I don't know - there are some games that allow it, but most of the time it gets out of hand. That is something DS would have to answer. -- Relic's player, 21:08:56 04/01/01 Sun
    • *Bows his head slightly in respect to Relic* -- Silverbane, 21:16:01 04/01/01 Sun
  • Syanding silently the long tail snaps agianst the black pelt. -- The Intimidator, 17:49:38 04/01/01 Sun
    His dark eyes watch the domanit stallion, he snorts and rears high, his body reaching his full higth he lashes out as if it had done something wrong, droping tot eh ground the stallion agian jumps off the ground twisting to the side, dropping to the ground with a thud the stallion snorts and returns to his immobile position. Red nostrils flare, steam rising from the pelt, he had traveled long unmessuarable distances.The wind lifts his ebon mane, and cools his steaming pelt. He paws at the ground, Turning to DarkStar, He lowers his head, in respect but not in submission, this stallion was never submissive, sure respect he was always, but submissive never. He was to independent. He snors and lets out a shattering scream, he clicks his teeth before turning and troting to the shadows, where he stands awaiting what, should become of him.....

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  • :entrance: -- DarkStar, 16:18:52 04/01/01 Sun
    :ebon figure slips from the shadows into the pale light of the meadow, harsh gaze upon the newcomers....snorts forcefully, striking at the earth repeatedly as he waits for a response from the others...sensing none, he whickers sharply, the whites of his eyes shown clearly against his sable pelt...:

    those of you who wish to be accepted, come to me now and explain why you should be chosen

    :a faint smile trickles slowly across velvetine lips as the steed turns to face the others, impatiently awaiting their words:

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  • *stands off to the side, away from the main group, waiting......* -- Richochet, 15:51:33 04/01/01 Sun
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  • (To Noble Blood) -- Zorro, 14:17:11 04/01/01 Sun
    *Ignoring the question,he asks one of his own.*So...How is your father?*Flicking ashen tail over hindquarters,he waits for him to answer*

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  • *snorts and raises his head for one quick glance around and trots around area, stretching his legs* -- Dragon's Song, 13:35:59 04/01/01 Sun
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  • *Trots in* Hey peoples. (i really need to read the board headings) Well we chill in here till we get accepted into the herd right? -- Silverbane, 01:35:54 04/01/01 Sun
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  • *fully intending to find out what is needed for survival in this place, he surveys the land carefully* -- Gathering Storm, 01:21:03 04/01/01 Sun
    *in the covering of the dark, his cool composure is replaced with deep restlessness and regret yet that is only a fleeting moment* Dreamer, Krypton, I shall make my name great and only then will you see the potential your son had, only then will you regret that you didn't spend time helping me grow, because I will grow myself, and not with those simpering ways that you Krypton did, but as the strong stallion that you will never become! *rears into the air, his hoofs striking the ground forcefully*

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  • *canters into the midst of the other stallions, his hooves pawing at the ground. He lowers his head observing them all from off to the side, picking up what information he can* -- Dragon's Song, 22:24:00 03/31/01 Sat
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  • *looks around*(sorry about that!!I didn't know wisper was exepted!!I thought you didn't let any of the stallions join!)*trots around and snorts wondering if he will be exepted totally..he lifted up his head as he rears and gallops around* -- wisper, 19:57:33 03/31/01 Sat
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  • *gallops in, a cloud of dust first covering this figure* -- Gathering Storm, 19:49:54 03/31/01 Sat
    *He snorts at his surroundings and his firey eyes contain a bitter spirit which drives him to many rash but promising decisions, he is not yet a stallion, but his father's build makes him promising, he has the good looks of his mother, but her parents are past history now... he lets a whinny of triumph* Dreamer, Krypton's Legacy...I shall prove myself, I won't disappear or flee, I will stay and make a name for myself

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  • ~The Tiny 2 month old colt wobbles in he looks around. Not sure where else to go. He watchs the other stallions. As they act proud and prance around. he puffs out his chest and trys to prance. but falls. He stands up quickly and walks to the corner of the land. He sighs and lays down. he morns his mothers death.~ -- Black Fyre, 16:53:33 03/31/01 Sat
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  • *galloped around the stallion's area, growing restless, pausing only to nod respectfully to Relic* -- Richochet, 16:10:45 03/31/01 Sat
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  • ...o b s e r v a n c e... -- Relic, 15:58:48 03/31/01 Sat

    Keeping watch over the stallions in this land - making sure no unecessary fights broke out, ebon oculars sweep over each equine in the land. Snorting a bit as he remembered the foolish actions of the mare known as Independence....she would be dealt with properly, he was sure.

    Gazing at each of the stallions, trying to decide their worth to DarkStar and this land...only a few, a very few, he saw as fit to join with the alpha steed. WUAS had loyalty, of this he was sure...After the Rain and Moon Shadow were intriguing, yet he did not know enough of them to make a proper judgement.

    And yet, he knew the judgement was not his to make. Perhaps his opinion would matter to DarkStar, should he need it....but in the end, it only came down to what the lead stallion felt...

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  • ~The stallion watched quietly from beyond the field... his eyes sweeping quickly through them all.~ -- After The Rain, 15:33:44 03/31/01 Sat
    ~His mane and tail sifted in the breeze as he whickered softly to nothing in particular... something was terribly different about this new land... something that he would have to become accustomed to. He snorted and turned to lower his head and graze ears swiveling about every so often. Head would raise to a distracting noise only to return to it's lowered position.~

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  • Dark femme enters.... -- DOTR, 14:49:11 03/31/01 Sat
    *She steps before the stallions...the moonlight shimmers gradations over her ebon coat. dial lowers respectfully, sending splashes of black mane cascading over her chizzled face* Sirs, i apologize for independence entering here. She will never set a hoof in these lands again. Or she will die.....Her disrespect was embarressing....feel free to chase her if she appears again. *stomps her hoof angerly before returning back to the mare's board*

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  • [Finding no stallion would participate in a challenge...] -- Moon Shadow, 13:37:04 03/31/01 Sat
    [He grunts, and skids to a halt, his black eyes take in the happenings...he snorts, and slinks into his secluded corner of shadows, where he would remain for the time being.]

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  • *steed appears on the horizon, and surges towards the others* -- Wish Upon A Star, 18:45:42 03/30/01 Fri
    *powerful stallion canters in, head held high proudly, eyes scanning for DarkStar... he lowers his head submissively and eyes the great leader* DarkStar I hope that I will be accepted in the great land... I am very active, and dedicated to this game.. *paws one onyx hoof at the terrain, he perks his ears, waiting for a response*

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  • *gallops aroudn the other stallions, awaiting His(Dark Star's) approval. He stops short and snorts at other steeds* -- Loco El Gato, 09:42:57 03/31/01 Sat
    *he raises his muzzle high into the air, looking into the horizon, and then goes back to exploring the new lands*

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  • A chestnut stallion walks in, head casting about. -- The Truth Hurts, 08:27:09 03/31/01 Sat
    His lanky frame glides alog in his smooth gait as he waits for accepance, or regectance.Turning his head he samples the wind for any exitment.When he turns his agile body his many scarrs show on his auburn coat.

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  • ~Enters~ -- Zorro ~The Fox~, 06:55:40 03/31/01 Sat
    The renegade enters,dark eyes flashing.A soft snort of displeasure is emitted from his black being....DS was much like the stallion TD.A shrill cry is echoed in the lands....calling for the stallion Prince Noble....

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  • [ The silver stallion snorts with boredom, his black eyes flicker, and he begins to trot. ] -- Moon Shadow, 00:05:33 03/31/01 Sat
    [He quickens his pace and breaks into a smooth canter. His muscles coil, and retract benieth his silken coat and he lengthens his strides, lowering his head and neck he begins to gallop. His ebony tail streams behind him as he releases his energy on the ground, as his onyx hooves disturb it. A shrill whinney emits from his muzzle inviting any other stallion to join him to a race of strength and endurance. ]

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  • *snorts and paces restlessly, irritated by the other stallions, hoping to maybe fight to break this monotony -- Richochet, 09:55:13 03/30/01 Fri
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  • : ebon steed stands above the others, harsh gaze scanning the stallions objectively...snorts lightly and turns away...none of these would suit the herd just yet...they were too weak, too soft, too kind... snorts and disappears into the shadows once more : -- DarkStar, 21:25:58 03/29/01 Thu
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