Posted on June 10, 2012 at 09:43:53 PM by Havande
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He still had one goal in his mind. And only one that seemed to roll like the gentle or loud growl of thunder in the scholar's mind. Havande needed a home. The desire was so great, so...impossible that it nearly choked the great black stallion to bits but of course he was much more stronger than that. Of course, he'd suffered a thousand injuries, diseases and survived each one to tell the story again.
His feathers from his hooves were swirling, mixing hair with sand. Remarkably, it was actually a soothing feeling as he walked on through the sandy dunes. That reminded the friesian cross why he was here anyway. Rumors hit him not long ago that Arishok, the one of the Dunes was looking for a beta, or a military man. Well, Havande certaintly fit the bill. He was wise and very knowledgeable on most effective military strategies...He was a shy, but kind gentleman in the least. If it meant a home to call his own...Then yes, it'd be worth it to work with another stallion. The sun was burning down on his shiny raven black flanks with vengance, but he didn't care. The stallion's large size was mostly muscle under his black, soft coat. At the crest of the Dune, he paused, looking around and he could almost sense...Where....No, perhaps he was mistaken. Havande looked around him, sniffing the air. No, there was definitively someone close by...The wind picked up, blowing the scent away from him to his anger but Havande said nothing, but watched around him. "I know someone is there...Show yourself if you please." His accented voice was commanding, his best attempt of sounding intimidating. As if anyone could think Havande as scary. He was more like a great big teddy bear if you got to know him. |
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- basir asi-sahm aama - By Arishok June 13, 2012 at 07:17:32 AM
- Look Alive Al Hattal - By Havande June 14, 2012 at 01:48:30 AM
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