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Post by SAPHYRI on Jul 20, 2011 19:57:34 GMT -5
Anger poured from the skin of the chocolate colored brute as he shot through the entrance of the valley into the highlands. This was his time and no one elses. After a run in with another stallion whom had already made his home known, the brute had to have his own. Powerful Thoroughbred legs moved him up the steep, rocky hillside of the highlands until he reached the top, looking down over the land he would be king of. He would rule the entire planet some day, but he had to start small. One land at a time but surely, he'd have them all by the end of his day to pass down to his own son or daughter or perhaps even a young filly he found suitable. Who could tell, the world was so young. Stag relaxed a hind hoof and let out a sigh as the wind pulled his mane back and eased his mind. So perhaps anger wasn't something he needed in life. It was surely something his parents wanted to live without.
Simply that thought pissed him off once again. The thought of his wretched mother and step father. They'd kicked him from their herd as such a young age. He had no where to go. No where to live and be the colt he needed to be. Instead he got into fights, losing almost 100% of the time until he grew to his massive 16.3 hands and thick skin, the scars hardly visible. He began to learn to hold his own, starting to win fight after fight, mare after mare before he chose to walk away from it all to live a solitary life. Now, he wanted that again. He wanted the power, and he would have it. Chaos reared on his haunches into the air surrounding him and let out a loud roar of a neigh, claiming the land surrounding him as his own terra and no one elses. If another should want this land, a challenge would be accepted.
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The Chaos Mountain Range
The hardy land of the forest free mountain range was covered in stone and thick patches of grass, separating the hillside from the valley entrance. Water as well as shade was hard to find, though it was no matter as rain was constant and sun hardly ever shone so high in the cloudy sky. Named after the famed Chaos himself the mountains are very dangerous and should you enter, be ready to never escape the wrath of the terra, let alone the stallion who runs it.
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