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size="3" face="Tempus Sans ITC">Devil's Runner

face="Tengwar Quenya">messanger of the night

Factum

Ebony jezebel advances toward armentum, dial lowered to
ground in mild submission. Occuli peruse the assembled
equines, absorbing their fine confirmations, noting small
faults in their build that could lead to an advantage.
She notes also the garnet steed that had greeted her, and
remembered to heed his warning, she would speak her mind
more often. Zephyr lifts her raven whipcords, fatale's
pinnacles twitch forward to descry small sounds from the
herd. Mug lowers to herbage, nares taking in the sweet
scent of the flora.

size="1">Animus

What a vivid terra, so many horses, so many persona's…
Would I be accepted if I were more voiced? Mayhap I
should just stay be the outside, wait for a break in the
herd…

Verbum

'Hello my superiors, I am sorry to intrude upon your fine
terra. I wish to seek acceptance into this majestic ager,
to make this my abode. I will infringe upon your peace no
more'

~Devil's
Runner~

+Hawkmeadow+

*Seeking Acceptance*

Galloping swiftly, coats
a glisten,

Rhythmic hoofbeats falling... listen!

Tail a-flashing, mane is tossed

Plains are covered, rivers crossed

Horse and shadow canter stride for stide

Fiery gleam on raven hide.