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Post by Arod on Sept 15, 2005 22:09:28 GMT -4
A whinny was heard throughout the lands as faint hoofbeats paced swiftly across the beaches of Aquare. Shadowfax, Royal Messanger of the lights, had come with duties and many tidings to the new herd. Black daggers struck the earth with a great force as they quickened pace, the stag barely holding in his exctiement. This would also be a chance to meet new herds.. and equine. Coming to a brief halt near the two leads, Shadowfax bowed slightly.
I come with tidings..and messages from the Lord and Lady of the blessed ones. He stated, grey tassles flicked over his dark occuli. Goky le Fae and Drifter I look for.. he finsihed, trailing off, wondering which of the equine they were. For they were leads of the herd..or so he thought. Awaiting thier responces the stag looked about the terrain, easily distracted. Nares breathing hard from running swiftly and such a long way was the only sound, but a 'quine broke the silence..
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Post by Goky/Serendipity on Sept 15, 2005 22:59:30 GMT -4
As I departed from my young fae and the giddy stallion, I stalk the soil that the water enriches and springs forth new life of it's own. At a sudden scream of my name, startled, my nape was thrown into the air, auds pricked ferviously. I darted back to where my grown filly began to stalk away. A third equine stood, no doubt the one who spoke my name- and his. I craned my boa nobley, and looked this new creatured in his pools.
"I am Goky le Fae. Drifter no longer resides here- so there is no official leader, but these are my lands. Do you need me?"
These lands were my life, and no law would change that. My life will always belong to Aquare, whether I be living in it, or my blood be shed upon it.
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Post by Arod on Sept 20, 2005 20:04:16 GMT -4
Clearing his throat the stag bowed his crania in respet, then lifting it proudly he announced,
The Lord and Lady of the blessed ones have intived you to a formal meeting of the blessed herds.. please come with haste, for as we speak more come to the Royal lands! With this he snorted a goodbye, and turning on his hocks sped towards the Royal Lands, where the lord and lady awaited the herd leaders.
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