Post by racechick on Sept 8, 2010 18:46:53 GMT -6
Joker
Thickly feathered hooves beat the ground, dew dampened the grass that foggy morning. Milky hairs stained green, but it would be gone soon. Heavy pillars carried him at an easy trot, mahogany pools narrow as he tried to see. Nares flared, detecting old scents. . . Old. A cheeky grin pulled at the sides of his onyx maw, the brute continuing forward still. Soon he came to about mid terra, the cow planting his hooves and tested the air once again. Still clean, the fog clearing a bit. Lifting up his fore columns, he thrashed them, an abrupt and authoritative whinny erupted from his chest cavity. "I, Joker, am the new king of the Rebels!" He bellowed out, arching his boa neatly, before heavily letting his hooves come to rest on the earth. Indents disarrayed the evenly spread emerald grasses, a smirk covering his velveteens.
He started patrolling, leaving his scent to infect the terra, letting all know that it was his now. Though the rebels lands really couldn't be 'claimed' he could still be it's ruler. He picked up the floating two beat gait again, times to bring in the faes. . Or to at least find some.
He started patrolling, leaving his scent to infect the terra, letting all know that it was his now. Though the rebels lands really couldn't be 'claimed' he could still be it's ruler. He picked up the floating two beat gait again, times to bring in the faes. . Or to at least find some.