Post by LoveSong on Aug 14, 2009 14:43:20 GMT -8
He walked unto the land, the birds stopped singing, the deer stopped frozen solid not moving a muscle, all the animals stopped as Valtor walked through the land. They knew if they didn't respect him, they would be killed no matter who they were. Valtor was a devil. He hated everything and everyone. He was a Fabian (friesian cross arabian) he stood at 17 hands, and was blacker then black. He had a tail that was so long it dragged on the ground and a mane that almost touched the ground and a forelock the was longer then is face. He was gorgeous. A very majestic dreamy stallion. He was skilled at fighting and had a very abusive past, that is the only reason he was so mean. He used mares for ornaments, he hardly liked a mare and if he did, then the mare was special and the mare must be a devil herself. He most liked to spend his days by himself. He was always drawed to watering areas. He did love water. He hated spring. His favorite season was summer. Where every thing was dead. Where it was blistering hot. Where the son was unforgiving. Where the fires kill the lands. He hated spring, everything was so cheery. Pathetic he thought. He then realized that this land was perfect for what he wanted. There was trees so there could be a big forest fire. There was a pound that he could swim in. There was a dirt area so tons of mudslides. A perfect area for earth quakes and storms. A meadow to draw mares. Perfect he thought. He claimed the land and screamed it throughout the world of Fronia. He then went to the homeless grounds so he could find a mare for ornaments.
