Dark Forest
Mate
Fight
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Swamp
Territories
Mares Retreat
Stallions Retreat
Give Birth
Grave Yard
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Your hooves beat against the stoney hard ground. Mist all around you. It is dark as night. But somehow you are being guided by something. But your night quite sure what it is. This place has an evil ray to it. Your ears flick in every direction. Listening for any sounds. But it is unusualy quiet all around you. Which doesn't seem to make you too happy. The mist is hard to breath in. But something is telling you that you will get used to it. Something so wicked it makes your skin quiver, is driveing you forward. Like it is telling you direction as it guides you through the thick mist that surrounds you. The smell in this place is a rotting smelling. Nothing in this place is comforting. You think, What wicked things is driving me forward? But then you come to a shuddering hault infront of a black stallion. This stallion is hardly seen in the dark. your kinda surprised you didn't crash into him. This stallion holds a poisen look in his eyes. As if he were really meant to be a viper instead of a horse. But got mixed up. But soon a voice that made you wince. It cracked into your ears. �Welcome small horse. This is my land. And you must call me Lord Viper.� Your mind seems to snort. This guy is rude. The stallion stomps his huge hoof. It seemed to make the ground shudder under you. �Stay if you want. But if you ever disobey me. You will pay the price.� With the last cracking word he spoke. He was gone. Leaving you alone and lost in the dark mist. Dark Forest Mate Fight Take Swamp Territories Mares Retreat Stallions Retreat Give Birth Grave Yard td> |
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