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Post by Elphaba on Jan 17, 2008 15:51:11 GMT -5
The thud of Fiyeros large, solid hooves echoed as he cantered into the land. With a piercing whinney that rung through the darkness, he claimed the land for his own.
He then stood in silence as he listened to the echoes ring out, ever muscle in his strong black body was tense as if he was ready to explode at any given moment. But yet he stood there, hardly visible as his dark coat blended into his dark surroundings, giving him an advantage in any attack in the future, here he could be invisible.
A few minutes passed before he snorted and shook his long, pitch black mane, stomping one large, heavy hoof as he did so.
He was an attractive and impressive sight, which he knew. He stood over 18hh, with almost the height of a shire, the speed, endurance and agility of a thoroughbred, and the features and body tone of a friesian. His coat shone and gleamed the darkest of black, even in the darkness, and his muscles could be seen rippling underneath the sleek coat.
As he stepped forwards, his long tail like a train along the ground alive with movement, he walked around his new home, discovering every cave and crevice, every bit of water and food, and only stopped when he was sure he knew the land better than anything else.
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