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[Xaphy <3]

Dreams of being perfect, shattered like glass. From being pressured into being something he was not, could have killed him. But it never did, it helped him survive out here. This place called 'life'. And that is what he was going to do, be here, with a passion. Xaphan was a bit smaller in size, but he made it all back up; from his personalty, and strength. Determination is what really made him alive, and wprking properly, it didn't matter if he was gong to die sooner or later. He just wanted to be a leader; something that his blood was meant to be. It was instint to be able to take over everything in his sight. Becoming a leader, that would be the world to him. Xaphan was born rude, and stern to others. He snapped when others became supid, and caused dumb actions, it was amazing to see that he could actually fight, and win for something like that. Foals or mares that needed hospitality; he might give. But he always treated his queen like a queen. Never letting her be raped or stolen away from some other male, Xaphan would end up killing the bastard before he got away with that. Born awhile back; he was now, five years old. Strong and wealthy of himself, every moment he would bask in his own achivments. Making it out here, was one thing everyone thought they coud do. But they really never knew how hard it was..

[FINISHING LATER]

[۞ Stormy۞]

You can't post here in tell you accept and the other things Sun is out of town so you have to wait in tell SHE come back

[Joker]

( i am then ew admin adn i play Chaser. i accept i cause howeveri f oyu do not reply in 3 days this thread will be forgottne)

the thunder of hooves drummed the earth like the rymic of a drum, or was it more of that like a heart? persipitation dyed the goldne sun touched coat a darker shade. matching harks pinned to his poll sensign an unpleasent, un wanted stranger amidsit his lands. he halted not far off. nostrils flared inhaling the thick pungent scent. falcon sharp optics scanned hte land below then fell upon the frame of the cursed bronc. half rear was given and even so he returned to the earth with much force. battle cry erupted from his vocals sendingh is whole body into a vibrating fit. he savagle shook his fiercly carved dial and exteneded a trot to meet the other. he halted once only a few paces away. he let his hot breath hit the other. he waited, to hear whatever it was this cursed creature desired.