Post by racechick on Apr 24, 2009 14:21:06 GMT -5
Eclipse
The coal black stag entered the land, his nostrils flaring. He was ready to fight for the piece of wasteland, but a wave of emptyness filled his red nostrils. He reared thrashing his front pillars, he was challaging all who dare come and fight him. He laughed at the pitiful stags that approached then galloped away, his laughter being heard for miles. He stomped the ground, the weight of his hoof shaking the horizon.
He reared again, "I, Eclipse, claim this barren wastland!" He called, Landing hard on the ground. He stepped away, intends left where he walked. He bucked a few times, then looked out at the empty land. The stag ran around, rubbing his scent on the trees and rocks. He let out a whinny, warning all to stay out of his land. He galloped out his feathered hooves, beating the soft earth.
