Posted on October 9, 2012 at 06:29:10 PM by BADR
 He had not done a good enough job of disappearing into the endless sands of the desert where no one could find him and blame him for their discomfort. Already he had stumbled across the sorrel and swollen body of one mare, soon to be discovered by another. Standing a side in silence as bitter words greet soft tones, Badr is already planning his escape route.
Across the tallest dune to his immediate left appeared to be the best option, and as Chimeras wandered in close to him, drawing her pale nose across his shoulder, he looks back to her, offering a bump of his nose against her chest in greeting, ears flickign as he listens to them speak, opting to stay quiet. The act of mares socializing was of importance in a herd to keep it strong and healthy, and thus the flaxen maned stallion does not interrupt what they have to say. Until Vesti mentions that she is the mental one. This is perhaps the first time the stallion has heard of this, and he is slightly taken aback. Eyes tracing down her face and trying to read her expression, seeing the serious edge about her eyes and the way she only offhandly mentions the state of her insanity. “When did this happen, Vesti?” He is no afraid of her, in fact he wants to help her, though he hasn’t a clue how he’s supposed to do that, but he doesn’t want to flee now. Despite the dunes offering the most ideal cover for his escape, and the comfortable oasis that would await his return, he stands fast between the two women. badr The unmoral vigilante. stallion. flaxen liver chestnut. unknown crossbreed. ee aa ff. fifteen & three hands. eight years. russell. |
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ooc: WOOOO CRAPPY POST!
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- What if life were something meaningful? - By Chimeras October 15, 2012 at 04:01:50 AM
- x. - By badr October 30, 2012 at 03:24:58 AM
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