Post by BRACKEN on Jul 21, 2011 10:15:33 GMT -5
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Psycho had finished his duties as king of the low lands and had left to graze in the meadow; a little further in the valley to scout out potential herd mates. Sixteen and a half hands of muscle galloped up from the low lands into the valley, the once shady area revelling in sunlight and sparse shade. Black tassels and equally dark eyes scanned the area, hoping to find someone to socialize with. He was hungry, and even though he had just eaten in his own clearing, he wanted to eat here, to make it look like he was approachable and well... Psycho just wanted to have his herd. Being impatient would be his downfall, he knew it would be. But the Friesian wasn’t going to stop now just because he was a tad larger than most. Dipping his great long neck towards the terra he shifted his weight foreward and allowed velvet lips to catch and pull up grass. He was calm, tassel swishing as he grazed. Would they be frightened of his name, ‘Psycho’? Maybe the black stallion should change it, a name that would say he was approachable, and not insane like his name proclaimed. Muscles relaxed and his auds swivelled from back to front always keeping himself protected. LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR SAPHYRI. IT HAS 212 WORDS. BY THE WAY, NOTES. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY. |
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