Agent double-O-SpazMo!

[*~Secret Angel*~]

I plodded in with my head held high searching the lands... I have never seen anything less fretile in all of my years of living as a firey bachelor. My roan coat glinted in the darkness where there is little light.

I have been sent on a mission... I must get there for if I don't there is not telling what will happen to me. Like my mother my heart is covered in ice and stone.

My icey blue eyes lowered to the ground to spot a skeleton where a buzzard slept pecking at its remains. I shook my feathery boa. My snowy falcon stayed in place upon my withers. I snorted once again stopping before the king's lookout. From there I pulled one of my long muscular legs back and lowered my neck and chin to the barren ground in a bow.

[MeMyself&I]

I looked at this stag. my ebony orbs flashed. I walked down to him. My 18 hs tall and my black pelt made me look terrfying to some or to most that is. "What is your busines here" I said. My voice was rough like the darkness that surrounded us

The darkened sky seemed to get darker as I spoke. The grass rippled like waves. I threw my head back adn wited for an answer. I could feel the wind blowing my banner and silky mane to the side. It flowed like the black water of the iver in my lands.

[*~Secret Angel*~]

I let out a large snort in annoyance. However I definately was not trying to be rude. Though what got me is what gave this stallion free reign over the entire country? Shouldn't the whole country be free... for horses to roam freely and live where they please? These strange American horses are a lot different than what happened under the french rule.

I came to America with my mother to be free and now I have to have dark lands to call home just to be under rule again? Wow thats a total turn off. I pulled my grey head from the ground and stood highly and perfect like a soldire.

"Land sir." was all I could say... I could barely speak any english at all for all of the french that was forced down my throat being trained.

My cold as ice eyes glued to the stallion. I had the same icey blue eyes that my mother does... however she is still looking for a home.

[MeMyself&I]

I nodded my hansome ebony head "I have one land you may take. I own the dark lands. I believe a french man as yourself could take it" I said. The land around seemed darkened in thought as I was.

My mind weaved and spun a web like a spider. I snorted the fog coming outlook like fire. I smiled at the thought of it. It was interesting. A fire breathing horse. A small smile creapt to the corner of my mouth. I snapped back into reality and looked at the stag

[*~Secret Angel*~]

I bowed my head aswell. The air became colder, like the ice and stone around my heart. He could control weather and such but I controlled temprature... or what it seemed like. I liked the darkness but at least I still had a heart left... however it is so vulnerable and fragile I had no choice but to turn my back on the happy life I had in my few years with my mother at the ranch.

I scrapped the dry earth with one of my sharp ebon hooves making dust cloud just above the surface. I let out a screech and rear- pivoted on my hind legs and galloped off to the most barren parts of this land.

[MeMyself&I]

I snorted, I was glad he would be happy to have a land, I started to graze and drifted off into m own world

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