Audition for the Light Ruler

[x.lust]

Okay, I`ll clue you guys in on what is happening. The light queen, Bellatrix, and the dark king, Desvergonzado are going to have a foal, and soon Bellatrix is goinng to abdicate to become Desvergonzado`s mate and become the dark queen. So, we`re holding the light ruler auditions. Just make a post below, choose a character to play as ruler. The new light ruler will also become the owner of Frosted Bayou.

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[>.Darkeh [WEEEEE ;)]

[[It's the best I got so here ya go]]

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The day seemed to go on, and nothing exciting had happened. Yet. The area which seemed to be an a large open vacity of castle ruins remained empty, and rather quiet. The only thing that could be seen in open areas, was the massive dust cloud that seemed to be following a equine with chestnut colouring. For the moment, it seemed like a fantasy, it sure did feel good to be running after a long rest, and well a very curious journey to get here. Appendages carried him at a full speed gallop, the masculines Arab traits, sure did show, banner held high, soaring behind him, tassels, bouncing off his serpentine, and flowing with the wind. Muscles rippled, and cranium was held highly. Gait was changed into a fast trot, as cranium was tossed toward the sky. Strands of sweat covered the chestnut duo's pelt, as his gait was changed into a slow walk. Feeling satisfied that he had reached his destination to this place, that seemed suitable for now.

Ocular's glanced over the big red ruins, of the castle that once stood here many many many years ago. Inhalers flared, as he was still yet to recover his breath from the long run. Flints dug into the earth, as limbs shifted, for a more suitable stance for the incubus. Acoustics twitched, as no sound was picked up, for this place was simply deserted. Limbs folded underneath him, as embodiment was placed on the earth, and rolled over onto his side. Grunt was released, as he managed to roll on the dirt, limbs exposed into the air, conquering to roll twice. Relieving himself, another grunt was exscaped, as limbs pushed, straining for the bronc to come back to his stance on four legs.

The fingers of the wind slid easily through his thick copper-toned chains, tossing them freely in the open air. Though it was open and perfect, morning was coming and he dreaded the feeling of the burning spring sun on his russet back. Pink clouds strectched into the horizon as if to catch something to far to reach. Colours blinded the sky of its blackish tone, sending the small birds chirping cheerfully in the newly forming budded trees. His crown carried high the drake carried on his occuli scanning every direction of the Abyss, his interest becoming higher. His audits pricked as he trotted merrily onwards until finally he found a place to stop and survey his surrondings. His nares flared a little chilled from the cold, though warmer weather was soon to come eventually.

Feeling like he had stayed here for quite some time now, he grew rather bored, but he knew one day he would come back to this place. He decided to head towards mountains, that seemed to be a distance aways from where he was. But it was worth it, never knowing how long it would take. He was surely ready, for yet another adventure. Slender limbs carrying the muscular mass of the flaming male. Hide shining in the soft, dappled sunlight that shone through the canopy of over-hanging trees. Nasal passages widening for a millisecond, and then relaxing in a hesitant flare. Stopping, radars flickering forward, and then back. Muscles rippling as he continued at a brisk pace, the breeze was gentle, blowing cold air over the male. Teasing his silken strands of draperies. Stormy visionaries glinting as he looked up at the canopy above him. Where birds and squirrels dwelled...yet everything seemed to be cuddled up in there homes, for yet it was still parshly winter.

Flint's crunched on the cold snow, inhalers flared, cold fumes of air seemed to travel up, as the masculine's oculars seemed to drift over the snowy paradise. Having no trace of other equines, and no possibility of claimence. He soon reliezed he had come across land, of which he could dwell on. All to himself with the possibility of a queen coming into the picture later. smile was plastered on his velvets, as dagger was placed on the snow firmly, as crania was risen to the sky, followed by a shrilling rumbliing call of claimence. Slowly the sun was sinking toward the horizon in the distance and new colors of orange and pink came streaking over the usual blue color of the sky. Silently, night was already unfurling its darkness. Little foals would soon be dozing off to their dreams and older 'quines would become a little more protective and cautious for the threat of predators of the night was coming closer. However, there was one who took no heed to the warning that had been so beautifully painted in the sky. Quite the contrary actually, for he looked forward to the night. Everything became silent and still, and it was so much easier to think and this incubus had a lot on his mind.

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I love it Dakeh, you got an acceptence from me!

[x.lust]

yup

[>.Darkeh [WEEEEE ;)]

So we wait for more people? or what?