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Post by Kalovantha on Mar 4, 2010 8:52:51 GMT -6
August Moon A golden stallion jogged along easily, snorting once or twice as he pulled to a stop. His small dial swung side form side as he scented the wind before releasing a deep-throated call. Did anyone else control this land? He didn't think so, at least he could catch no fresh scents. One thick stilt struck out on the ground as he tossed his dial. Did that mean that nobody had laid claim to this land? Seemed that way. He released another deep-throated whinny though this one had a more authoritative ring to it. It seemed that Orphis was now his. What a wonderful thought. His own land. Maybe now he could find mares and perhaps start his own family. If any mare could deal with how short he was. The palomino grimaced slightly. He didn't mind being short, but that was no reason for any to hate him. He had plenty of personality to make up for it as well, and he wasn't like many pony studs that were evil little snots that thought they could rule the world! Ah well, what could he do? He certainly couldn't change his own height, not like he would want to either, he liked how he looked just fine after all, and that mattered most to him.[/color]
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