Post by Kaleigh on Feb 22, 2008 12:33:16 GMT -5
[shadow=limegreen,right,300]Nevada Sky[/shadow]
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Tall stag entered the land, his pace slow and rythmic. Tress an' Banner movingb ever so slightly in the gently breeze. Auds pricked for the sound of others, nothing was to be heard. Nares flared adn eyes scanned the horizion, pitch lord wondered if anyone resided in this loam. Yet stil his sences told him no equine did - though he also gathered the scent of predator, faint but there. If it wern't for the cats that appaarently roamed this land then Nevada Sky would have classified this land as excellent. Tassil flicked as the coal painted stud strode forward a few strides, pleasure appearing in the turbulance that were his emotions. Thorns remained attentive to the sounds 'round 'em as the hunter began to take in his surroundings in more detail. The valley which this terra was located in was deep and a little narrow, there was nothign wrong with that. The land held lush grasses of a briliant emrald green - and the crystal lake gave an air of tranquility almost makign those who gazed upon it the feeling that nothign harmful could ever happen here. But it was odvious to anyone who cared to notice that things wern't always what they seemed - the tracks of what appeared to be cougar were visible near the lake, their paws leaving shallow imprints in the soft soil. Nevada snorrted with displeasure when he thought of what the horrid creatures did to equines, and other animals. The trees that bordered the lake on he other side of the lake were the oerfect place for shelter, for both predator and prey - the forest seemed so inviting, especially from a distance but the stag had something else to do.
In a few moments baron was double beating to the place where he had entered - it had given him a good view of the terra and has the fellow looked over the peaceful scene he made his finial decission. He did none of the posturing amature stags did, nor the screaming that more emotional stallions did. Instead the ebony stud lifted 'is pillar then slammed it into the ground stifflky, talon pierced the earth where he had done it. A snort was emitted and then a whinny and that was that - Nevada Sky had a home...
OOC: didn't see any rules about claiming Lands.. I don't think. just claimign mares.... so.. of I ain't allowd to claima land just delete the posty
Welcome To My Life
Tall stag entered the land, his pace slow and rythmic. Tress an' Banner movingb ever so slightly in the gently breeze. Auds pricked for the sound of others, nothing was to be heard. Nares flared adn eyes scanned the horizion, pitch lord wondered if anyone resided in this loam. Yet stil his sences told him no equine did - though he also gathered the scent of predator, faint but there. If it wern't for the cats that appaarently roamed this land then Nevada Sky would have classified this land as excellent. Tassil flicked as the coal painted stud strode forward a few strides, pleasure appearing in the turbulance that were his emotions. Thorns remained attentive to the sounds 'round 'em as the hunter began to take in his surroundings in more detail. The valley which this terra was located in was deep and a little narrow, there was nothign wrong with that. The land held lush grasses of a briliant emrald green - and the crystal lake gave an air of tranquility almost makign those who gazed upon it the feeling that nothign harmful could ever happen here. But it was odvious to anyone who cared to notice that things wern't always what they seemed - the tracks of what appeared to be cougar were visible near the lake, their paws leaving shallow imprints in the soft soil. Nevada snorrted with displeasure when he thought of what the horrid creatures did to equines, and other animals. The trees that bordered the lake on he other side of the lake were the oerfect place for shelter, for both predator and prey - the forest seemed so inviting, especially from a distance but the stag had something else to do.
In a few moments baron was double beating to the place where he had entered - it had given him a good view of the terra and has the fellow looked over the peaceful scene he made his finial decission. He did none of the posturing amature stags did, nor the screaming that more emotional stallions did. Instead the ebony stud lifted 'is pillar then slammed it into the ground stifflky, talon pierced the earth where he had done it. A snort was emitted and then a whinny and that was that - Nevada Sky had a home...
OOC: didn't see any rules about claiming Lands.. I don't think. just claimign mares.... so.. of I ain't allowd to claima land just delete the posty