Your King Asmodeus | ||
Your Queen | ||
The Second None | ||
The Herd Name, Name, Name | The Sub-Herd Name, Name, Name | |
Allies Name (Land) | Enemies Solomon (Cove) | |
The Rules
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Posted on October 24, 2019 at 11:15:29 PM by CAIN
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The mare before him was marked like a fighter but that only made him crave to mark her up more. His teeth clenched, aching to bury in her skin until he got the sweet taste of blood on his tongue. How long had it been since he'd tasted meat? Far too long, and the grass was sustaining but not his craving. When he approached, the mare held her ground but she looked surprised at his domineering charge. Maybe she was used to stallions with a more modest greeting? There would be none of that, here. When he asked about the colt, the mare moved in between them, though, her body language stating firmly that he would have to go through her. His ears pinned to his skull in instant disapproval as he snorted, his nostrils flaring as his head raised well above her own to show his dominant stance. One brow lifted as she said she was curious of who had moved in next to her. "You know what they say about curiosity and the cat, no?" His lips curled into a cruel sneer as he leaned in toward her, his eyes narrowing in dark promise. "But don't worry, darling, I'd save the mercy of killing you till I was done with all the other things I'd rather do first." His eyes twinkled in delight, but darkened immediately as she said the colt was her son. With a dismissing snort, he jerked his head back, nostrils wrinkled. "I don't ten fucks who he is. I have no use for colts unless my blood runs in their veins." He glanced toward the bush again, his voice almost contemplative. "Though he might make an excellent welcome mat on the borders." At her next words about alliances, he snapped his gaze back to her, studying her face for a moment before he burst out laughing. Tossing his head, he swished his tail and stomped the ground with a fore hoof. "Oh, sweetie, I'm not the alliance type. Not unless you have fertile mares to give me in return. It is a give and take premise, no?" He arched a brow and tilted his head, watching to see how she would react. Cain_stallion_5yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_no home photo by happinesseater@deviantart |
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- Move in the Darkness - By Shaydowfax October 24, 2019 at 11:56:15 PM
- bite me - By CAIN October 25, 2019 at 01:32:28 AM
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