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 Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 2:52 pm
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It was early in the morning yet, but Nemesis had been wide awake for hours. He slept when he was tired and saw no need to over-indulge in such a useless activity. He had wandered down from the heart of the mountains to drink, and the icy stream water was more than refreshing. Stretching his wings out, his sanguine gaze swept across the land, constantly keeping watch. He doubted that he would find anything that would try and go hoof-to-hoof with him--but growing placid and arrogant had cost him his father.
No, Nemesis would never again saunter through the shadows as though nothing could touch his hide again.
His ears twitched for a moment, catching a soft sound close by. Just another prey animal? Or was it something more? The kalona grew still, listening, watching, waiting. |
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 5:37 pm
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Deception moved effortlessly through the shadows of the trees, only his eyes glowing out from the shadows like stars fallen from heaven. Fresh blood from a recent meal dripped from his jaws, chest and forelegs leaving a dotted trail where the massive kalona tread.
He paused, an ear twitching slightly as he thought he heard a sound nearby. Head slowly turning to and fro he scanned the darkness, even though his eyes were sharp as a hawks from the sky the darkness did prove slightly harder to pick out shapes at a distance. With a deep grunt, he traveled on towards the stream nearby, intent on a refreshing drink.
A swift breeze blew through the trees, his nostrils flared as he caught a scent on the wind. The massive stallion froze again, nostrils flaring as he tried to discern what the scent was, soquili, he knew that much but what breed?
"No matter," his deep voice rumbled from his chest like far off thunder and he strode boldly forward assured in the fact most lessers weren't stupid enough to try and pick a fight with him.
So color him surprised when he emerged from the thick underbrush to see another kalona stallion standing on the opposite bank. With a coat of black, sparkling brilliantly in the sun and a mane that looked of silken blood. He hadn't seen another kalona outside of family in so long he was taken back for a moment, though it didn't show outwardly.
Shortly though he spoke up in a short but respectful greeting to the fellow kalona "greeting brother."
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