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Junebug| 1 year 5 months | Filly| Mentions: Chatan


Over the coming months, Junebug would find herself growing closer to Chatan. It was nice to finally have another horse of her age around, it had been quite lonely to be spending time with equines much older then her. Even know she would prefer to seek out the young stallions company. Her no longer disproportionate limbs would carry her forward, her sights set on the white prince. Only when she resided beside him would her movement stop.

Spotted lips would reach out, gently grazing against Chatan's coat. "You looked a little lonely over here" she would tease slightly, as she moved to nip at his forelock. "that and I thought you might miss me if I was away to long" a soft giggle exerted with yet again a teasing tone.

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"Why a King, .. When you can be a God?"

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Chatan | Colt | 1 Year 4 Months
Son of Otekah

Over these passing months, the alabaster stallion had not only grown closer to the luxurious Junebug, but he had also grown more distant from his beloved dam. Not distant from his mother mentally however; no, .. just physically. With age came a blossoming sense of confidence in his own self, wobbly limbs turned stiff and sturdy, his once frail skull now large and highly held. One could say the detachment of Mother and Son was forced, the reasoning behind it explained in two ways. One, out of respect for the new-crowned King Lux, as an obvious attempt to maintain favor. And two, .. colts often needed to mature into Stallions at some point in their young lives.

Presently the ebon' flecked ghost stood on a more distant hill than his draft-like role model, a stationary stance claimed aloft the slope's steep incline. There, alerted stare would access the landscape surrounding, a to 'n fro scan cast towards the far off horizon. Chatan's posture was well-practiced, this sentry-like poise copied straight from Lux himself. An extra pair of eyes never hurt anyone, right? If anything the King might be grateful!

This stylish bearing crumbled into nothing upon Junebug's approach though, her light tease causing the colt's knees to weaken and bend. "Oh," he'd muse at a loss for words, his thoughts still being recollected. Regardless those coal-stained kissers found themselves thrust forwards, an ever-widening grin forming as desired contact was sought after. In response to the filly's own touch a lengthy rumble was produced, new-found baritone voice finding itself caged behind sealed lips. "I did miss you," he'd finally speak, a coy smile awarded.

It was then, however, that Chatan's focus deviated from Junebug and found itself redirected towards Ajax. The older stallion had finally become one of those on Chatan's list of suspicious suspects. Of course Chatan had known Ajax all his life, but that did not mean that the alabaster colt thought Ajax the perfect pick for his beloved sister Onida. Perhaps he'd have to test silent theories. "I want to spar with Ajax," he'd whisper to the alluring Bug at his side, facial features contorting to express a hint of deep thought. Either the spotted filly could find his determination distasteful -being as it took his attention from her; or she could find attraction to the manner in which Chatan was driven to learn, grow, and continually test himself.

A single hoof was lifted and forced weightily down, this action repeated until a small rut was formed. At the display's end, a friendly yet challenging screech was launched from the very depths of his frame. "AJAX!" he'd call, a sinister-looking grin tossed the other male's direction. "Wunna play?!" As an offensive posture was taken, it would be made quickly obvious that 'play' meant something much more rough and chaotic. Still friendly though, not a challenge of rank and clearly lacking of an intention to severely harm.

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Ajax
Male / 2.11 / Lookout
Mentions: Onida, Chatan

His attention had been recently glued to his light, though he had always carried out his duties as always. Moving throughout the forest during the day at random intervals. His tail flicked lazily about as his head snapped upwards, a booming 'AJAX!' filled the air and sent the near 3 year old's head straight into the air. A flash of sun beamed off the young princes frame and sent a slight halo around the offensive form. The older male chuckled deeply, "Seems the young prince wants to play yea?" He'd murmur to Onida before his gaze flipped back to the prince and his ears swiveled 'round. "Bring it on colt!" He'd yell back, tail swishing behind him as he reared up and performed a mock rear his hooves slicing at the air before he landed with a heavy 'thud'. The stallion trotted a few steps forward, large skull swaying to 'n fro.

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Lucifer
Mare / 4.6 / Mare
Mentions: Loi, (Indirectly) Chatan, Ajax, Lux, OPEN
7 months Pregnant

"Great I guess, this foal is weighing me down man." She'd huff out. Tail swaying as the white knight called out to his queen, the young prince challenging another for a duel. Her head lifted from the ground as she looked around solemnly, the herd had changed drastically under this new kings reign. Everyone seemed to be better off without the spotted king they had before hand.

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Raven -- 4 -- Citizen -- Keeping a ways away from Otekah and Lux

The dark mare had been grazing in a small field since early morning, out of view for the most part. She recognized the risk in this, and had managed to locate Chatan's lookout point and stay just within his view. She didn't mind the young prince much, his need to learn and grow piqued the mare's curiosity. She paused her grazing and blew through her extended nares, stretching her well-muscled neck and shaking her mane as her great head raised high into the air, sweeping around to gaze around as the flecked prince descended from his lookout point and readied himself to test his own against Ajax, the 3 year old. Raven gave a soft, curious blow through her nostrils, and raised an ebony foreleg, walking, slowly, in a wide arc towards the young stallions, her eyes quietly calculating the two younger horses as she approached. Her near all seeing gaze, directed by her swiveling ears, sought out the figure of the rounded Onida, wondering what she thought about her young brother and partner sparring.

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Loi|Mare/Female|11 Months Pregnant|Mentions: Lucifer, Lux

"Lucifer... I have one question. Do you miss the old king?" The round-belly stuck her head toward Lucifer, and, seeing some grass bits in her mane, and plucked them out, one by one. "Sorry. I think you are better without twigs in your mane." The last few months were quite calm. No horse stepped up to the stallion. Probably because he was a draft horse, made of 'steel'. Loi wished she could take down a stallion. Crimson nostrils flared at the new king, she pranced around in a circle, trying to attract attention.

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"Why a King, .. When you can be a God?"

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Chatan | Colt | 1 Year 4 Months
Son of Otekah

Without further ado the developing stallion launched himself forwards with an anxious neigh, a cloud of debris left in his wake as hooves tore through soil and root alike. Strategies were unheard of. The colt's aim was to simply collide with his target, jaws drawn agape and flung forwards with the intention to claim flesh. Any successfully landed bites would NOT be whole-hearted; but given the opportunity, Chatan probably wouldn't be against drawing a bit of blood. It was a thing to be expected with spars! Especially when pitted against a rambunctious, eager colt such as the young Prince. Besides, mares found scars attractive... Didn't they?

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Junebug| 1year 5months| Filly| Mentions: Chatan, Onida, Ajax

His coy smile and soft words were all the confirmation Junebug needed. She knew he had meant it when he said he missed her. Soft lips would continue their way down his neck and mane. Only stopping at his words for a spar. "Oh how I admire your will to learn" would be her reply.

After he raced down hill, the spotted young mare would make her own way down. Finding herself next to Onida, once more oynx kissers would be extended, their intentions were to clean debris from the mares swollen stomach. "It won't be much longer now. I bet you are excited huh?" A gently nose bump would be offered to the mare she looked so fondly of.

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Loi|Mare/Female|11 Months Pregnant|Mentions: Raven (Indirect)

Loi bent her skull down, and grazed. Bits of grass were cut, some were ripped out by the roots. Most were cut evenly, but others were pulled out and thrown to the side. Eye danced around the landscape, looking for something. What she was looking for was uncertain, but it was certainly clear for Loi, she was looking Raven, the newest mare in the herd. The black mare seemed to be her type of mare. She certainly was shy and scared of Lux. Why was unknown, only but to Raven.


(Also, Loi may be giving birth soon.)

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Ajax
~Chatan~

With the prince's bounce-like run (from anxiousness) the older male started forwards as well. His head swaying to-n-fro as the colts hooves through up debris. His breath rushed from his body as the young male collided with his own body. Teeth found purchase on his shoulder, though not as hard as the young prince probably could have. Ajax found his hooves leaving the ground, aiming to unbalance the male or throw him back some. If successful he'd round on the colt with a series of well aimed snaps and kicks. Though again, not full power as to harm the young prince. His head aimed to slam into the princes side. A deep chuckle uprooting itself through the males muzzle.

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Chatan
> Ajax

As both their bodies collided with great force, Chatan experienced a temporary sense of pain like no other. The sudden halt of momentum caused muscles to spaz and squirm uncontrollably, the built-up energy now looking for escape by traveling quickly down the adolescent's spine. This new knowledge would be quickly absorbed by his sponge-like mind, important data to be stored away into permanent memory files. Regardless of the pain though, this would not result in Chatan never carrying out the action again.. and again. The rise in his heartbeat's pace, the thickening of his blood within now coursing veins; it was something that oddly excited the freckled Beau, and a high-spirited squeal would quickly make these emotions known. "WOW!" he'd exclaim, just as teeth were torn 'way from Ajax's vulnerable shoulder. When Ajax rose to an intimidating height, Chatan followed without hesitation, simply learning by coping. The prince's chest was however caught beneath Ajax's own as he rose later than his larger playmate, which resulted in the pale male's skull being weirdly caught between both Ajax's shoulders...

Nope, nope, nope; this didn't seem right. Immediately after finding himself caught here, his muscular figure began to violently thrash side to side. Whole body took part in these savage jerks and daring twists, threatening to unbalance the both of them as Chatan's weight was obnoxiously cast against Ajax's risen, inner shoulders. Oh, but he did not know better.. And learning only came through both failure and unexpected harm. Boys will be boys!

If they both fell, they would probably find themselves in a world of pain with both their legs tangled. Being that it was 'not a serious fight' though, perhaps they'd be able to detach in a calm and collective manner, signalling the battle's end.

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Ajax
~Chatan~

The young prince had rose with him and the older male gave a snort of displeasure at the feeling. The young prince began thrashing and jerking about, nearly throwing the older off balance but the stallion took a few steps back. Though still reared it wasn't to unnatural, hopefully detaching the males before the younger colt was severely injured or worse. His eyes widened slightly, his legs wobbling before he was tossed slightly to far to the side. Sending the older male crashing to the ground with a sudden neigh. What the hell just happened? How had his head got stuck!? Whatever the answer was drowned out, the world was spinning 'round and his sides heaved trying to catch his breath once again. He found his legs tangled with the young princes' and Ajax lifted his head slightly but a pounding in his head sent it back down lightly to the ground. A groan pushing its way through his muzzle as he awaited the princes move or someone to acknowledge their hefty fall. As he had neighed and hit the ground rather loudly.

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Loi|Mare/Female|11 Months Pregnant|Mentions: Ajax, Chatan, Raven (Indirectly)

Loi heard the noises of sparring. Usually, young colts and yearlings trying to train. Ajax and Chatan this time. She chuckled and bent down lower, looking like she was trying to hide. As two bodies collided, she looked away for a second, as if feeling the pain they both would've experienced. It felt like spilt second later, one of them was on the ground, making a strange sound of exhaust?

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Junebug| 1year 5 months| Filly| Mentions: Chatan, Onida, Ajax


Eyes would widen, and ears would flick with intrest. There was a secret that Onida wished to share with her. "I promise I won't tell anyone" she would murmur lowly so no one else would hear. There was much excitement in the anticipation of what secret would be shared with her. There was no doubt it would be a good one.

However her attention would be diverted as Ajax and Chatan collided, leaving the two tangles together. The neigh released by Ajax would cause her to surge forward. Worried for both Ajax and Chatan. "Ajax..are you okay?" soft nose would be extended outward, as she looked over him with concern. If Chatan had been hurt as well it was assure she would tend to him as well.

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