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From their lofty position, the residents of the Distant Peaks are the first to know of Southern spies and have the pleasure of seeing the Silver Lakes below. The temperature is cool year-round here with terrible snowstorms during the winters. Residents often retreat to the kingdom when the weather becomes too intolerable.
Alpha Stallion
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Alpha Mare
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The Heir
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I'll blow your mind
IP: 121.223.64.114
Posted on January 10, 2009 at 07:52:43 AM by Nemesis
You got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
She had not noticed the presence behind her. Perhaps she was growing weak in the luxury provided by the Silver Lakes kingdom. Or perhaps she had been expecting him to come from deep within the depths of his territory. Inside her elegant skull she chided herself; she would have to be more alert. Normally she wouldn’t let this slip past her ever diligent watch but she had a lot on her mind. It had been to long since she had practiced the lessons taught to her by her infamous father. She sighed inwardly and turned her cranium towards the stallion as he slunk towards her.
Her cobalt orbs traced his every movement, waiting, watching, judging. She tilted her head slightly to the side, curiosity sparked in her eyes. His raven body moved with grace, but something was wrong, something that was out of Nemesis’s hands. She would not meddle within herd life; this was not how her life played out in Hoofprince. In another time, another era she had been a herd mare but no longer. She belonged to a kingdom now. That was why she pushed aside his worrying gait, she didn’t pry into his personal affairs. She probably didn’t want to know anyway.
Her own inky hide glittered in the dying light, shadows and light contrasted so starkly against her perfect, war hardened body. She was beautiful, standing there, her regal posture all but declaring that she was a kingdom horse, her snowy mane falling over one compelling eye. The dark duchess, however, never referred to herself as beautiful, she had never thought she was beautiful, never the tempting sorceress. She was the one who fought for what she wanted; she didn’t try and flirt her way there. As Shadow Puppet came to a halt before her, she inclined her head towards him, formalities pressing like a heavy fog over her mind. She needed to play this just right, needed to let him know that she posed no threat and that she could be charming when she wanted to be. Her slight movement caused her parted mane to fall like a wedding veil over her cerulean eyes, allowing him a small glimpse of blue every now and than. At his words a smile wiggled its way across her maw. He was an unusual character. A twinkle entered her eyes and she tossed her head to part her mane once more, the two separated parts falling on either side her pretty face.
“Shadow Puppet.” Her light tones rolled from her tongue, melodious and pleasant. “Don’t fear; I am not here to pose anything but a question.” She paused, taking a small step forward, ebony hooves sinking into the damp earthen floor. “I only wish to confirm where your alliances lay. I do not want to intrude any longer than absolutely necessary. I understand you do have herd matters that must be attended.” Or at least she presumed that he had herd needs that must be settled. Surely he had mares, their faint scent hung in the air and Nemesis guessed that they still resided here. Another small step is taken and she looks the stallion in the eye, not in a threatening way. There was nothing here she wanted and she attempted to communicate this through her eyes. “That is all I am here for.” Hopefully he wouldn’t take the last sentence as an offence for it wasn’t meant that way. Nemesis knew that he was probably a very decent stallion but she did have a kingdom called for her return. Hopefully business here wouldn’t take to long, she had never been a mare that stood around and chatted idly. So, with curious eyes focused on the black stud, she waited patiently for the response that would hopefully spill from his mouth.
Nemesis
Residence of Silver Lakes || Acolyte of Altus || Played by Lostriss
Lyrics by Rev Theory
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