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Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

~ to run is to die tired.




shire x // stallion // 18 hh / Sooty Dunalino Roan Pintaloosa



Tyr had taken up sentry next to the water, knowing that sooner or later another would be pulled like a magnet to it’s refreshing embrace. The victim that practically bounded into the embrace of his trap seemed oblivious, and almost too happy to notice. She spoke as if they were familiar, and stepped close to exchange breaths before he ever uttered a word. Another beautiful soul, too innocent to know the difference between safety and danger. But she did not seem as coddled as the last, with the healing marks upon her flesh and the fat that had not been fully restored to her body.


Tyr knew this was when he had to make a choice. He was not a good man. Perhaps not evil, as some would be considered. But the giant golden beast was marked by darkness. The blue slashes of hair that cut through the bright colors of his coat were as symbolic to his soul as one might expect.


“I do not think there is anything sweeter or fresher.” he rumbled in reply, a glint filling his multi-colored eyes as he drank in her perfume. The reek of another stallion mingled with her own scent, but the overwhelming desire to take what wasn’t his coiled into his loins, burning with new desire. “But I can think of something else that could rival it.” The stallion said, a dark twisted smile curving his lips. Though Tyr had often used the mask of deception, today he did not bother to place it over the wicked intent now clear upon his face. The stallion moved with no hesitation to take what he wanted, and not in a gentle fashion. The taste of her in his mouth as he clamped onto her crest and the feeling of release she gave his pent up body was well worth whatever she thought of it.


After he finished and returned to the ground, Tyr fully expected her to run away. And unlike Kvothe, he would not bother stopping her.


Tyr ~ the tip of the spear ~

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