HoofPrince XVI: Eos

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THE ORIGINAL GANGSTER
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Posted on February 17, 2010 at 02:59:03 PM by capone


XY |Nine Years | 16.1 hh | Hybrid

Fire V – Light I | Ruby – Aquamarine | Two Hundred and One Tokens


And so the two hued beast had once again returned to the lands of Hoof Prince. It was odd really, the pull that it had on him. No matter where he went, or how far away he traveled, he always felt the pull, deep in his stomach, to come back. It was not like he had been born here. Most of his youth was spent traveling with his mother, actually. This was the first place he had ever really felt home. And this territory, the caverns was the one place he truly felt he belonged. Leaving here had been a mistake, and now that the caves were empty once more, he could not pass up on the chance to claim it once more as his own.

He had missed its dark coziness. The smell of water always near. But though he was relieved to finally be, once more, where he had always known he belonged, it was much too quiet for his liking. He would have to make a journey to the Arbors, or even the Vistas soon. Find some ladies to once again keep him company. Yes, it would all work out, he knew it. He just had to make it work this time without screwing it up.

You may be wondering why Capone, upon his return to these lands, had not visited the Vistas first. After all, if he wanted company, that would be the place to go. There were enough equine in these lands who knew him that he was sure to find a companion there. Well, the only reason I can give you is he is ashamed of himself, for having left the last time. He had finally made something of himself. The temple of Paduan had been victorious in the Crusades (hey, second place is pretty damned good) and he had won the ability to shape-shift, which had come in handy on his journeys. He had also recently been named the King of the Rajputs, and had been working hard to bring them back to their former glory.

And then, one night, he had slipped away. It was not that he buckled under the pressure of kingship; on the contrary he had been thriving. But he had disappeared nonetheless (truly due to his writer being overwhelmed with school work – poor Capone). He was ashamed of leaving his Kingdom, abandoning his men. And he could not face their blame, not yet. Soon he would be traveling to the Rajput lands. He would seek out Voraer who had taken the crown in his absence. He would make amends, become their ally, and work for Voraer’s army. That was the best he could do.

The main room in which Capone was standing, quite alone, was bright this night and it had nothing to do with the moon being full. Capone was now a master of his element, so no longer did he have to roam the caverns with a simple ball of fire lighting the way. No, at the moment the entire ceiling was in flames, casting a red-orange glow around the room, chasing the shadows down the corridors leading away from the largest chamber. It was definitely not dark in here now. He was standing near the small pond that graced the furthest edge of this particular cavern, and had lowered his head to drink when he heard the tapping of hooves on the marble. A familiar sound, it reminded him of the first night he had spent here pacing, waiting impatiently for Labyrinth to arrive. The tapping of her hooves had caught his attention then.

Much has changed in the past five years. No longer is Capone the young, short-tempered, arrogant stallion he was upon his arrival. He has faced many trials since discovering Hoof Prince, but the trials of the heart had taken the hardest toll on him. Yes, he was ashamed to have left his Kingdom, and his brothers. But he was even more upset about having left Bellona, after they had finally worked it out to be together.

Inky ears stood at attention as his head was lifted to its full height, chocolate eyes turning towards the entrance. His heart jumped a bit as the obviously feminine form entered his line of sight. She was buckskin… could it be? Bellona? Had she heard of his return so soon? If she had, and she was here, then he knew that she would not be angry with him. She would not seek him out if she was.

But then, the smell hit his nostrils, the scent of a barely familiar equine. The small, useless wings caught his attention, and his heart sank. This was not Bellona. This was a mare that had been in the Rajput lands when he had left. He did not know her name, but he had seen her in passing. He knew she was not here under hostile conditions. That is, unless Voraer wished to punish him. If that were the case, he would not put up a fight. He would be punished for his sins, as he knew Paduan would punish him when he returned to his temple. Returning had not been easy for the painted masculine, but it had been right.

As the mare slowed to a halt before him, Capone’s ears twitched anticipating her speech, perhaps an introduction since he did not know her name, but instead she simply said, Welcome home Capone. She had no idea what those words mean to him. This was truly his home, and he hoped to god he would never have to leave it again. He nodded his head in a friendly greeting, but his usually mischievous smile did not grace his handsome face.

Why thank you. Might I ask your name, and perhaps why you are here?

C A P O N E

Father To
Alcatraz (x Labyrinth)
Valentine (x Tigers Blood)
Chicago (x Artemis)
Aurora (x Belle)
Mafia (x Delaney)
Scarface (x Forgotten)
Brooklyn (x Atonement)
Italy (x Mantra)
Shotgun (x Bellona)
The Criminal (x Apache)

Blood Rain x Gemini




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