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Post by Phantyy on Mar 11, 2012 9:32:12 GMT -5
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Something drew the boy here. He wasn't entirely sure what it was, but it was ultimately something. It was the way the wind rustled his mane, and whispered in his ears. What was it? The buckskin paint was utterly lost in thought as he set foot upon the territory of Prismatic Creek. His blue eyes widened in delight as he heard the distant rumble of a creek flowing through the land. Oh, he could feel it in his hooves. He wanted to stay here and never leave, oh how he wished he knew why. Raikou's ears flicked alternatively, for he was positive that he was tresspassing on some other stud's territory.
Lucky for him, he was only two years of age, still a baby pratically, so he wasn't entirely a threat. He had a heart of gold and a mind of the finest silver. He would do no harm onto the world, despite his twisted bloodline. His sire, Tomahawk, whom he had never met, was a nasty soul who had been sired by an even nastier stallion, Dunjay. Somehow, Rai had ended up being a throwback, with the personality of Loss of Love. He had a kind heart, and perhaps it was the spirit of Loss running in his veins that irked him to set foot on this ancient land that was as old as the soil itself.
The grass brushed against his legs as he continued his trek, the boy wasn't even looking for any signs of any other horses. His striped hooves carried him to the creek and the boy looked down at his distorted reflection. "I'm home." The boy uttered, a delightful smile sprouting onto his face. He wasn't a dreamer, he was a believer. What, with the whereabouts of his mother and father unknown, who would want to destroy a little boy's wish?
Black tail flicked across his flanks as he took in the scents of the land, feeling as though someone had given him the ultimate panacea. "I'm home! I'm home!" He nickered excitedly, doing a half rear and boxing the air with his hooves slightly before giving a little buck. He held his head high as he thought of his reason for coming here. Did his great grand-father lead him here? The minimal buckskin overo looked up into the sky, his blue eyes scanning the heavens.
He was sure of it.
Featuring;; Raikou ll Spanish Mustang x American Mustang x Thoroughbred x Kiger Mustang x Saddlebred x Paint ll 3 ll Minimal Buckskin Overo ll stallion ll Blue ll 15.1 hh ll Tags;; Open Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Say ello to the great grandson of Loss of Love, the former beta of Prismatic Creek. :3 He's a good boy, so be nice to him haha Credits;; Table by ForeverPain all images are copyright to their rightful owners
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Post by Phantyy on Mar 17, 2012 0:01:29 GMT -5
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Post by Cloudy on Mar 17, 2012 12:55:39 GMT -5
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She was a lone mother close to finishing teaching her colt the ways of the wild and he had been a good student. She knew she was tresspassing but the mare had used her charm to escape many times and was witty. What sort of stallion couldn't resist a flirting mare if their son was hidden?
The golden fae trotted gracefully through the grass as she played hide and seek with Caju. Suddenly, Sophia's eagle eyes spotted her own son's and he gave himself up chuckling. Sophia laughed and smiled at him. You did well. That is a record for you Caju. The pretty mare said wisely. Caju approached with ease, his youthful stature tall and lean. Thank you mother. What is the wild like for a lone horse anyway? You teach me so carefully, is there something I should be aware of? His innocent eyes flashed with hope and he nudged Sophia playfully nipping her leg. Sophia chuckled and flicked her leg to the side, Caju nimbly dodging her hoof. She curled her neck around and smiled. There are many cocky brutes out there who don't care and will take full advantage of a lost foal. Sophia said with a cold truthful expression.
Caju chuckled and flicked his wavy tail but he stopped being so happy abruptly scenting the air. Sophia noticed his body tense but said nothing as she moved into the trees, the colt watching her but not moving. Sophia nodded her head and Caju winked back looking back toward the direction he'd caught the scent.
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Caju walked forward cautiously, feeling nervous yet safe knowing his mother was watching him just in case. Adventure called out to him irresistably and he followed the urge. His innocent face brightened as he heard the call of another stallion and shot his yearling form into a easy elegant canter toward the call. Slowly a buckskin paint stallion came into view and Caju nickered out to him, trotting cautiously.
Featuring;; Sophia ll Four years ll 15.0 hands ll Mustang ll Blue ll Palomino ll Blaze, four socks
Caju (Bode by Father) || Yearling || 15.2 || Mixed Breed || Blue || Palomino || ET x Sophia Tags;; Raikou Muse;; meh Notes;; The table is kinda out of date so sorry, he's a yearling to same height as sophia in the pic Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners
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Post by krowned on Mar 18, 2012 10:24:07 GMT -5
POST COMING~! Been Busy sorry.
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