A Hero is made when you make a choice (Hero)

[~Regeneration~]

A Hero is made...

The hot sun scorched all about the lands, driving any nearby equines to the shelter of the caves. No sound of life besides the rustling of the sharp desert winds could be heard. A silver shape stood in the entrance to one of the refreshing caves.

It was an equine, around eighteen hands tall and almost as silver as the moon. The bronc looked about with a thoughtful expression `pon his dial. Sapphire auds searched for any signs of trouble, any signs of a hurt equine, or anything that could be happening. For this bronc was a caring one, and he often lived in the caves of the Ballacor Desert, where he could watch and help.

Ever since he was little he lived to work hard and save lives. He was therefore acknowledged as Hero. His nares flared and quivered as the desert sands drifted into them. Hero snorted to rid his nares of the earth. He raised his crown and looked about, he was a hero, and a hero never rested. A hero was made when he made a choice; the choice to be what he was; a hero.[/color]

[x.lust]

Willowy nymph meandered placidly through-out the baking desert. Her nasal passages expanded as she took in the scent. There was only one word that fit this place, heat. She was accustomed to the cold of her own home, snow blanketed the ground continually through-out the year, and the bayou, for the most part, was usually iced over. Her gait was slow and relaxed, if you pressed yourself too hard out here you could damage yourself. She had learned this while she was younger, much more foolish. Carefully her dark eyes scanned the land for the figure of another, trying to pick out the ones that were really there and the illusions. A subdued nicker escaped her plush, her gaze fell upon the figure of a moon-dusted sahib. Gathering her speed, she cantered closer.

Pausing as she drew nearer, a smile claimed her mug, as the marbled essa spoke to him, her vocals were fluid, and yet authoritive. "Hello, sahib. I am Bellatrix." The queen. She added wrly, of course in her mind. Yes indeed, she was the Queen of the Lights.

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[~Regeneration~]

Hero looked at the femme who approached him and saw she was indeed of a high rank. He dipped his crown to her and his maw opened to form the words; "Greetings Bellatrix. I am known as Hero." He said in an even tone, his auds looking curiously over the femme. He raised his tiara and a smile curved upon his maw. He looked at the cloudless heavens and his sapphire auds searched for rays of hot sunlight, which only came to accustomed eyes.

[x.lust]

Just as she suspected, a light gentlemanly bronc. Much different than Desvergonzado, her dark, well not much of a friend... Maybe acquaintance. Eaves-droppers melted forward as she surveyed him. Hero, his name was? Deep eyes glinting, she snorted inaudibly. It was burning, she could feel the hot sand beneath her flints, the way the fine grains shifted at her slightest movement. With a new grin twisting her mug, her eyes flashed back to Hero. Should she take the time for small talk, and formalities? Most likely, yes.

"It is an immense pleasure, Hero."

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[~Regeneration~]

Hero looked at her and smiled, "Please, come inside. The sun will burn your hide if your not careful." He said in a friendly manner. He moved to the side so she could come in. He looked at the rough wasteland and smiled. This was his home. This was where he lived, and he knew it well. Hero's auds flicked off for a moment, then reapeared as two sapphire pools, watching the rays of sunlight bounce off the sands of the desert.

[x.lust]

With a grateful smile, she entered the mouth of the cave, eyes flickering around as she took it in. The cave was dry as well, but it stopped the rays of sweltering sunlight to shine upon her. Deep sapphires observing the stud, she questioned him lightly. "Do you reside here, in the Desert, I mean?" She could never even dream of living in this heat, her own frosty territory sounded especially delicious, once exposed to the much different climate. Scraping at the stone earth, she allowed her lids to close for a moment, though try as she might, she couldn`t keep them burning red hot.

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[~Regeneration~]

Hero sighed, "I do. This desert is all I've ever really known. This cave is where I was born, and the heat isn't so bad when your used to it." Hero looked at the back of the cave; it was lined with plants he had gathered to create a bed. He had walked all the way from the Oasis to gather them, and the very thought of his birth in this place made him smile.

[x.lust]

Auds pricking forward, she tilting her tiara slightly. She couldn`t stand living in the desert, hot, desolate place... She couldn`t help but think darkly. Her smile returned when she looked back at the silver-dusted sahib. "Perhaps, you would like a position in my herd? It resides in the Frosted Bayou, it is much different from here." Tassle swiped at her gleaming flanks, fixing Hero with a questioning expression. Her herd needed members, and here was a herdless stallion. Of course, that was her mission, entering the Desert and all. Pawing at the turf, she snorted softly and returned her gaze to the surroundings outside of the caves, as the sun continued to bake the crack earth, could almost imagine the sizzling sound it made...

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[~Regeneration~]

Hero sighed. This was his home. Would he leave it? He was an adventureous stallion but he didn't quite like the thought. But when he looked at Bellatrix, he made up his mind. "Of course I will come." He answered strongly, though his daggers seemed so heavy, like they refused to leave his cheerished home. But he lifted one, and then set it back down. It was time to leave. Time to seek trouble in a different land. For he was, and always would be, a hero.

[x.lust]

ooc; do you want to make the post in the Frosted Bayou?

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[~Regeneration~]

(Not unless you want me to)

[x.lust]

ooc; doesn`t matter anymore. -_- Darkeh is now the new light ruler xD