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Featuring:
whospeakspizza - Klaus

BRUTUS

Gaybies - Ronin

Leaftail - Miles

Excerpt from Making the First Move, Winter 2014 Objective.

When the guard had first opened his mouth, his only intention was to rile the little Oldies up, to remind them of just what horrors his herd was capable of. And for one of their party, it had actually worked.

"Ronin, Brutus how about you shut it for once? Everyone's getting sick of…” What came next was not of Brutus’s concern, as he had already erupted into thunderous laughter, his timber enough to shake the land bridge. Oh now this was priceless. A sickening grin crawled across his maw as he zeroed in on the little golden brood with them.

“What do we have here? Call us by name? That can only mean you must have had the pleasure to dine with us a while. Is there anyone back home you wish us to pass your condolences to?” He of course had no idea who she was, or even recognized her design. Broods were broods, and even though she had obviously escaped, broods were easily replaced.“Perhaps the mare who took your place?”

That was when Ronin caught his peripheral, charging forward like the bull he was. He didn’t exactly support the action, as it would simply drive the Oldes backwards, towards their island and against Klaus’s orders, but Ronin was one of the few stallions he had mutual respect for, so he did nothing as the pinto locked onto the giant lamb in the back. He hoped one of the broods tried to fight him. Now that was something he’d watch.

//collapses dead

Description

Featuring:
whospeakspizza - Klaus

BRUTUS

Gaybies - Ronin

Leaftail - Miles

Excerpt from Making the First Move, Winter 2014 Objective.

When the guard had first opened his mouth, his only intention was to rile the little Oldies up, to remind them of just what horrors his herd was capable of. And for one of their party, it had actually worked.

"Ronin, Brutus how about you shut it for once? Everyone's getting sick of…” What came next was not of Brutus’s concern, as he had already erupted into thunderous laughter, his timber enough to shake the land bridge. Oh now this was priceless. A sickening grin crawled across his maw as he zeroed in on the little golden brood with them.

“What do we have here? Call us by name? That can only mean you must have had the pleasure to dine with us a while. Is there anyone back home you wish us to pass your condolences to?” He of course had no idea who she was, or even recognized her design. Broods were broods, and even though she had obviously escaped, broods were easily replaced.“Perhaps the mare who took your place?”

That was when Ronin caught his peripheral, charging forward like the bull he was. He didn’t exactly support the action, as it would simply drive the Oldes backwards, towards their island and against Klaus’s orders, but Ronin was one of the few stallions he had mutual respect for, so he did nothing as the pinto locked onto the giant lamb in the back. He hoped one of the broods tried to fight him. Now that was something he’d watch.

//collapses dead