I'll Play Your Role (Challenge for King) Feb 16, 2010 23:39:17 GMT -5
Post by Halo<3 on Feb 16, 2010 23:39:17 GMT -5
CAN'T SPELL danger
The heavy chestnut stallion ambled in, stance none to threatening. He was quiet, not really enjoying being the center of attention, and avoided it at all costs. Anyway, he only needed the glance of one horse on him. He needed Tiarni. And he needed him now. Gooseflesh smirked and strode lazily, but confidently into the unfamilier land. Lifting hid muzzle toward the sky he took a deep whiff. There was little a smell that was recognizable. He couldn't pull out Tiarni's scent from the beaten path upon which so many fools had traveled. The stallion's footfalls ceased as he took a deeper smell. Still nothing. His gaze lingered on the rugged exterior of the cavern, then slid like a snake's gaze over to rough walls to the entrance. He began striding forward again, hooves echoing faintly on the stone ground.
The click of his hooves grew louder as he lofted into the entrance, blinding gems gleaming in the walls surrounding him. In a lax state of mind, Gooseflesh floated silently along the worn path. His eyelids drooped half way closed. It was hard to believe this big red horse could put up much of a fight, but despite his big-boned build, the stallion was light on his feet. He knew how to fight.
The draft cross came to a halt at what appeared to be the edge of the path, and gave a low, careful nicker, not wanting to alarm anyone yet. Any members of the current king's herd would dismiss the call. But Tiarni would investigate. It was his job, and if the black horse was too dull to look into a possible threat to his land and he, then he was unfit to be a king. Gooseflesh, or better known as Prince, was sure Tiarni could fight as well, probably had a good deal of experience in the matter. But what it really came down to in a battle was if you knew how to win. And that was one quality Prince definetly had. Oh baby, he knew how to win.
WiTHOUT anger, CAN YOU?