09-05-2016, 07:24 PM
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He followed in a pack, nervous as can be, it was soothing to be beside his father. He was ready to devote himself to the Tundra as a warrior, protect the kingdom, but now he was devoting himself to all the equines who choose to fall under there group, there mist. They go to the mountain, together, it is rumored that you must ask permission to own a land now. It is not like before, were you could fight it out whoever is victor gets the lands.
His chest is beating with nerves, he does not like the unexpected, he doesn’t know what is going to happen. His father steps forward announcing there wish to claim lands. Durotan gave a nod of his head, and acknowledgement that he desires to be in the group.
It wasn’t long until Maribel appeared, she was the mare who raised them but he never found himself attached to her. Now she came with two foals, who obviously were Romeks.
</p><p class="EC_name">Durotan</p><p class="EC_title">You're Only As Strong As Your Weakest Link</p></div></div></center>
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His chest is beating with nerves, he does not like the unexpected, he doesn’t know what is going to happen. His father steps forward announcing there wish to claim lands. Durotan gave a nod of his head, and acknowledgement that he desires to be in the group.
It wasn’t long until Maribel appeared, she was the mare who raised them but he never found himself attached to her. Now she came with two foals, who obviously were Romeks.
</p><p class="EC_name">Durotan</p><p class="EC_title">You're Only As Strong As Your Weakest Link</p></div></div></center>