Posted on March 10, 2013 at 02:37:00 AM by Styrke
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Styrke watches as his brother approaches, his muscles tightening with the anticipation of Rade’s attack. But an attack does not come; instead it is words of question. To finish the deed was what the monster inside demanded but instead he held his ground, not moving any closer to the pale stag that had come to his call. What he had planned to do once he had gotten here was dashed to pieces, lost in fragments too scattered to recollect. A harsh snort passes from him at the notion Rade had dared accuse, but he couldn’t dare say it hadn’t crossed his mind. “No” The word is sharp, cutting the air that hangs heavy between them. It is then that Styrke finally moves, his hooves pressing into the familiar sands of Atlantis as he walks to stand in front of the stallion whose blood he shared. Would it be in the place it all started that it would all end, or would another beginning be placed upon this land? Styrke didn’t know, only the question of Rade’s motives were pushed to the front of his mind to focus on. “Why?” Styrke tips his head slightly to the left, inclining his chin faintly towards the dark mare behind him standing next to their son. Though it was one simple word it had more than one meaning behind it and he knew that Rade would understand without elaborating and so he waits for the answer the dark brute needs to know. stallion | mutt | black tobiano | 15.1hh | 4yrs | deaf character by frost. |
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- give nothing back - By R A D E March 11, 2013 at 03:58:17 AM
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