Post by silent on Aug 13, 2006 23:24:54 GMT
They stood easily the smallest obviously in charge. He stood at 17hh easily but onle because of his draft blood. The trio always stayed together and had vowed to keep it that way. His blue roan body rippled as he swung his head around to look at everything. The largest one was King, standing at 20hh he was anything but a gentle giant. He was black and white and looked dull but had a sharp tounge and huge hooves. His brother Neputne stood on Thunder's other side. he was black and all his legs had white socks except his hind right one and he also wore a white blaze on his crown.
Thunder walked down neck arched and gate smooth and even. King followed next with a rooling gate his featherd hooves leaving huge imprints on the ground he trod upon. Neptune watched them for a moment before trotting on silent hooves to catch up to his brother.
They had once been from a bachalor her but all but the draft horses had died. In the end only 4 remained of their once enormus herd. The other stag had blamed Thunder for their deaths adn had demanded that King and Neptune leave with him. Thunder had taken the acusations without a word. But the two brothers had known Thunder longer and trusted him so of course they had chosen him over the loud mouthed punk.
Of course the other stallion left for all three of them were larger then him. They to had left but in a different direction. Since then they had joined different bachalor bands and traveled with them but in the end they had grown tired of it and now they were here. In the claiming lands looking for a home.
They didn't take orders but had become protectors for hire. That wourks well for them. They were easily won over by the land with more equines and more to offer like grazing and water. Just a few weeks ago they had been living with a lead stallion named Pearl and another stallion from a neighbouring terra came and offered them a home woth 50 mares and lots of water for her lived in a parie.
Of course they had taken the parie over the mountians for draft horses wern't made for climbing up and down mountians daily. But they had left that stallion as well in search for somthing better. Everyone called them gentle giants and pushovers... They were anything but that. They killed for fun and were true darks...
Thunder sneered at a certian thought and King and Neptune exchanged dark looks before the trio stopped spreading out a bit. Thunder stood gazing at the sky as the brothers grazed behind him.
Thunder walked down neck arched and gate smooth and even. King followed next with a rooling gate his featherd hooves leaving huge imprints on the ground he trod upon. Neptune watched them for a moment before trotting on silent hooves to catch up to his brother.
They had once been from a bachalor her but all but the draft horses had died. In the end only 4 remained of their once enormus herd. The other stag had blamed Thunder for their deaths adn had demanded that King and Neptune leave with him. Thunder had taken the acusations without a word. But the two brothers had known Thunder longer and trusted him so of course they had chosen him over the loud mouthed punk.
Of course the other stallion left for all three of them were larger then him. They to had left but in a different direction. Since then they had joined different bachalor bands and traveled with them but in the end they had grown tired of it and now they were here. In the claiming lands looking for a home.
They didn't take orders but had become protectors for hire. That wourks well for them. They were easily won over by the land with more equines and more to offer like grazing and water. Just a few weeks ago they had been living with a lead stallion named Pearl and another stallion from a neighbouring terra came and offered them a home woth 50 mares and lots of water for her lived in a parie.
Of course they had taken the parie over the mountians for draft horses wern't made for climbing up and down mountians daily. But they had left that stallion as well in search for somthing better. Everyone called them gentle giants and pushovers... They were anything but that. They killed for fun and were true darks...
Thunder sneered at a certian thought and King and Neptune exchanged dark looks before the trio stopped spreading out a bit. Thunder stood gazing at the sky as the brothers grazed behind him.