be stealthful as the night
and deadly as the dawn
The blue roan with minimal white except on his face (see reference below) ninja shifted his weight unconsciously to his muscular hindquarters as he watched the yellowish creature closely through his piercing bright, almost ice-blue eyes. He figured this guy was going to speak again, and sure enough he didn't disappoint our ice ninja. His dainty black-tipped ears that had been swiveling around now focus on the young stallion in front of him. His chiseled Throroughbred-like head follows suit, now his scar is fully visible to the other stallion. He waits for what should be a disgusted and/or repulsed look to fall onto the other's face as it usually does. The younger stallion speaks again and Subzero shifts again, not so uncomfortably, his corded muscles rippling beneath his shiny blue coat, his gray-stranded mane and tail splay out against him.
His eyes watch the cream and palomino boy closely. He finally understood why he stopped to talk to the battle-scarred assassin. A smirk plays slowly across his dark face as a twinkle catches just barely in his bright eyes.
Well, I intend to make the Inlet my home, but even the best-laid plans can fall through sometime as you might know.
He nods sharply, whiskered muzzle almost touching his thickly-wound chest.
I am Liang Kuai, but you may call me Subzero. I actually am not here to make a family...or find a herd to bunk up with. I am looking for the one called Scorpion to exact my revenge for the murder of my brother. However, I know he is not here, so I am preparing myself for the epic battle that is sure to ensue once I catch him. His eyes are now diverted to his feet, remembering his brother always made his throat catch with raw emotion. He surely would find that bastard Scorpion and make sure he would pay for his wrong-doings. Even assassins and ninjas lived by a code that was never meant to be broken or their heads would be called for. He had had his chance to take him out once, but Raiden had stopped him. A snort was emitted through his paper-thin nostrils as he thought about that jackass do-gooder who always wanted to see the bright side, even when there was none. His eyes come back to the stallion who had introduced himself as Psychedelic.
I may have to swing by this Lagoon and see it in action. What is your goal? He smirked to Psych.
S U B Z E R O
-| Liang Kuai |16.3 hands | 9 years |
Blue Roan Minimal Overo | TB/Mustang | Stallion |-
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