Post by Sync on Aug 9, 2012 23:49:31 GMT -5
Strong, hardy pillars carried him elegantly over the rocky terrain. Climbing, climbing, climbing. Silence surrounded him, other than his steady hoof beats. Blood crusted on his maw and splattered his neck. There had been a recent slaughter. One he has enjoyed. Smirking to himself, Fang continued his climb. Always climbing. Physically, mentally and metaphorically. Pleasant images, at least to him, crossed his mind as he walked. Surprised faces, his brothers pleading. He loved it. Though he had been exiled, now was his time to grow stronger. Form alliances. Fight his revenge. He could not wait. Smiling evily, a shudder running along his spine. Fang was delighted. He'd found his new lands, he just had to make it known.
Decending the mountain he'd just climbed, his pace sped. The valley in sight. Perfect for claiming lands as his own. His vocals would echo from the surrounding mountains. Just delightful. They would also be heard over the roaring river. Kicking up his heels as he hit the soft emerald stalks, he galloped to the center, his whip cord streaming behind him. Skidding to a halt as he hit just off center, he threw up his front end and let out a warning, deep and low. Echoing near and far. "These lands are mine! Nobody shall take them from me. I will defend them with my life and I will succeed. We will thrive. We will win. We will concur!" He cried out, his fore hooves pounding the ground as he declared his claim. Throwing his hind legs out, he took off in a gallop, intent on exploring his lands. His.
