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 Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:30 pm
((( It's a shortie, I know, leave me alone ); )) Edit: I WILL FILL IT UP MORE LATER, JEEZ. Just need to get the ideas out in general posts before I forget them >__>;  Little wings twitched as the young colt hopped from stone to stone, crossing the small creek. It had nearly been two hours now, without any sign of his mother or sisters, but Havoc didn't mind. Being alone wasn't such a bad thing.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:33 pm
 Dark hollow eyes had watched the foal from a distance, ever since the young creature had entered his territory. His expression gave away neither smirk nor frown, but remained indifferent as the mutant studied the youngest of his loins. Shifting from one heavy leg to the other, Plague watched in silence to see what the young foal would do next.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:39 pm
A tiny curl found its way onto Havoc's face and he tossed his head back, trying to get it out of his line of sight.
He'd been growing day by day, and was proud of his appearance. Glancing down into the creek, he could see his reflection in the ripples and stood there, appreciating the view. A young, dark colored colt, with wings almost as large as himself. He knew he didn't get the majority of his looks from his mother, but she failed to tell him of where exactly he had gotten his looks from. On his own, he figured it was his unmentioned father that was the responsible culprit, since that silly little filly he'd met a while back had mentioned hers. If she had one, it only made sense that HE had one too, right?
Snorting, he made a face at his reflection, frustrated with the mystery.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:44 pm
Plague rolled his eyes, unable to contain himself. Were all of his offspring doomed to become vain failures?
His expression now grim, the larger creature stepped out from between the two large trees he'd been standing behind. His giant wings expanded, feathers falling downwards with every step. The rats at his feet had long since fled, the winter cold forcing them into hibernation. His jaws and gums ached with every chilly breeze that blew. Winter was a miserable season, and Plague had the notion on more than one occasion to travel south as the climate grew colder. But here he was, stout and resolved to keeping track of the family members. As worthless as they were, they still carried on his bloodline and he'd be damned before allowing any more of his own blood to turn into a complete and utter failure.
Stepping forward once more, his eyes continued starting at the colt, a plan calculating and forming within his mind.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:47 pm
Despite the water hiding all the nearby smells, the little black nose began to scrunch itself as a foul odor began to linger in his nostrils. The scent was familiar, though he couldn't recall where he had smelt it before, and the sensation caused the hairs on the back of his neck to rise.
Something or someone was out there, that was for sure.
Taking a few steps backwards, Havoc found himself slipping on the wet stepping stone, and he let out a startled yelp as he came crashing down into the chilly creek.
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