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| Squirrel | Jan 8 2013, 02:28 PM Post #1 | ||||
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We have nothing to fear but human stupidity and the squirrels.
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Clarisse Dark Zebra Mare A striped beast stands on the border of what is known as the Homeless Grounds. Not particuraly thrilled to be here she snorts loudly and motions her striped body in further. Knowing full well she was the most unusual mare here she wondered if any of the stallions would be the least bit interested in her. She hated being lead by males. The zebra mare had grown up in a society that had been run by the females. Males were there to merely make more zebras. Though her mother had loved her father and she had known others who had fallen into the same trap. Her mother had been the queen of all the land. But she hadn't inherited the position. She had to fight for it. Everyday of her life had been spent training and fighting. From the time she could walk she was expected to learn the ways of the warrior. Weakness was taken care of quickly. You either perished from it or grew stronger. The zebra mare pauses beside a fast running stream. Autumn is in full swing so the stream is devoid of frogs. A few insects are hanging about getting their last buisiness in before the onset of winter. Lowering her large donkey like head to the cool water she takes a long deep drink of the cool water. Upon finishing she raises her head and heads away from the stream. In her travels she had seen a few other zebras wandering the planet. But few were grevy's zebra like she was. Her stripes were thinner appearing than that of a plains or mountain zebra. Her head is large and donkey-like. There is a thick black dorsal stripe running down her back. She is about the same height as the average pony. Her muscling is toned. There are a few scars upon her striped coat. Badges of honor in her mind. She has fought to become queen of her land and won. When her mother had passed away she had taken her place. It was only a short time that she ruled before a terrible storm lay waste to her beloved home. The zebra had to flee to save herself and few of her sisters. But when they returned there was nothing left. Her sisters decided to find something new. Plodding towards a tree the zebra tries not to dwell on the past. There was nothing more she could do about it. She was not seeking to become queen right away. She would fight for it. Earning ones place was far more honorable than merely stepping into it or inheriting it. Though she was aligned with the Darks she was not opposed to the other alliances. Finally finding a place to come to a stop she looks around. There are so many flashy beautiful mares being wooed by stallions. What would they think of this striped beast? Time would only tell. Deciding to nibble at the drying grass while waiting she lowers her head. Her short bushy tail swishes to ward off the last flies of the season. Edited by Squirrel, Jan 8 2013, 02:28 PM.
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| Bibliobibuli | Jan 12 2013, 01:34 AM Post #2 | ||||
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| Squirrel | Jan 14 2013, 03:03 PM Post #3 | ||||
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She isn't grazing for long when she notices movement out of the corner of her eye. Raising her large head she looks at the various equines milling about. None of the males seemed to be heading in her direction. Not that she was the least bit surprised. Who would want some weird striped beast? She was not some painted thing or one of those elegant Arabians. But she would not be just some silly little mare all bent on love and that mushy stuff. There was much more to her. She did not care about love. Foals? She wouldn't mind one or two. They would be raised similar to the way she had been. Born to fight for whatever cause they were needed for. They would have to fight for everything they had. They would not just be happy go lucky little foals. Banishing her thoughts she concentrates on a large stallion moving towards her. Her large donkey-like ears are forward and her eyes focused. As he gets closer she realizes he isn't that large. But to a thirteen point three hand tall zebra...almost everyone appears tall. She stands still and quiet as he approaches. He seems respectful enough. His greeting is simple and short. For a moment the zebra lets the silence hang in the air. She does not move a muscle. Not even her tail is moving. Then she decides to follow with a greeting of her own. "Leon." A slight smile spreads onto her striped face. "I am Clarisse." She shudders slightly. Why he mother chose such a girly name she'll never understand. She certainly did not act like a Clarisse. The silence hangs over the pair once more. "What brings you here?" Her voice is not a soft bell like most females. Rather it sounds somewhat monotone and not very quiet. She waits silently once more for the male to answer. |
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