Post by Passion on Jul 6, 2006 13:52:18 GMT -5
Dantes might talons pulled him forth at a three beat into the bright amber sun seemed to rain down onto him and the lands this is it Dante thought to himself looking for a place to call his own has been a journey for several months now due to his old terra being invaded by the darks. the stag was a peaceful horse not one to start a fight but once one was started on one of his mares he would for sure protect them. quietly his orbs soaked in the beautiful scenery looking at all the butterfilies from purple to orange and from tiny to large they varied there must be hundereds here dante thought to himself as he proceeded to look at the perimeter that was covered with beautiful foliage the center with plenty of herbage to survive. the brute the 2-beated to the small lake there was and saw how clear it was staring into the water he saw his relflections his eyes reflecting the water. then spriniting to the center he reached his pistions in the air he let out a cry to claim the terra as he feel back down onto the soft earth auds listeining for the sound of other horses and decided to go off into fae meadows
