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[racechick]

Sigaf

The silhouette of the extensively muscular milky cow bore over the meadow portion of his land. To the north was thick forest, oaks, pines, firs, and a few red wood grew densely, a wide river windy through out them. To the south bore the bald face of the steady mountain ranges that curled tightly around his valley. East, the odor of the salty sea air could be caught by a detective nostrils. The brute was proud of the land that he had claimed, and he soon would be going around and making alliances with some of the other brutes in the area.

A bellowing whinny erupted from his chest, the stud rearing high into the foggy dawn sky from his grassy crest. He landed harshly on his fore columns, the stallion waiting for the members of his mob to assemble. It was time for them to meet Crash, the newest addition to the herd. Ivory cow turned his cranial cavity, nickering for Crash to approach as well. Now all he had to do was wait.

[Diva<3]

(LOL, Crash left already XD)

Heavily pregnant, spiteful, and nasty. Them few words is what described the inherited characteristics of this mare. Pregnant with Sigaf's second herd foal, Diva knew exactly what was going to happen shortly. She bobbed her head up and down, and nickered lightly. She had a sweat coming on, but that didn't bother her. She groaned with pain after a contraction came.

[crashandtheband]

The dun and onyx femme crept forward, wishing to be neither noticed nor spoken to. It was her greatest wish to leave this spiteful place where she was forced to reside. Orbs were drawn to the milky brute that had forced her from Thowra, a blade of anger running through her veins. Soldiers pinned harshly against her crown, onyx whipcord thrashing at her flanks in annoyance.

The femme continued onwards, orbs now falling on a heavily pregnant mare. The spawn would be Sigaf's. "That'll be you soon if you're not cautious," a voice in her mind spoke to her. She would never let herself be used by Sigaf in that way. Never. He was King, but that to her meant nothing. She would refuse to bear him any off-spring. Then maybe he would ignore her or even let her leave as he found her to be of no use to him.

[Diva<3]

The mare had given birth about 15 minutes later. The large black colt had the posture of his father. Solid black, andalusian body, ripples, and a short wavy mane, beginning to sprout down his neck. He tossed his head up and down. The slightly smaller black filly stood beside him. She was about two inches smaller, but with a more arabic dished cranium.

The colt, Diablo turned his head to see a dun mare on the territory. "Father, why is there another equine in our territory?" He snarled at Crash. Pandora, the filly, cantered over to the mare. "Excuse me, if you're not mean't to be here, I suggest you leave. You're not wanted here." Pandora pinned her ears and snorted viciously. She trotted away, holding her neck and her tail high, flicking her toes as she did so.

[racechick]

Sigaf

The brute stood, overlooking where Diva and his two spawn would be coming from, not noticing that Crash had already arrived. A smirked covered his face, it would soon be time for Crash to carry a foal as well. Sigaf stomped a hoof impatiently, turning his cranial cavity to see Crash's aureate mass standing not too far off. The stud nickered to her, "Come here Crash." He commanded, though his tone lacked it's authoritativeness. His orbs were clear for once, not their normally foggy gloss. Harks flickered to the side, Diva and the obsidian foals were arriving. Turning his crown toward them, he spotted his first son. He was tall for his age, and paraded around the same andalusian frame as he. The filly was smaller with a less impressive build, and a more dished face like her mother.

In his mind, the stag was belittling the filly, she wasn't going to be much he was sure; Till she snapped at Crash. A fiery grin curled wickedly around his muzzle, the cow stepping between Pandora and Crash. "Easy there little one." He told her, winking a solid ebony globe at her. "This everyone, is Crash. The newest member of our herd." He informed them, turning toward the auric fae. He walked calmly behind her, pushing his chest into her rump, forcing her forward. "Don't worry, I haven't trained any of them to kill yet, so you're still safe." He whispered to her, flexing his massive jowls, and chuckling lowly.

[crashandtheband]

A snort of quiet surprise was emitted from the femme as the litttle filly stood so boldly in front of her, explaining something she already knew. She wasn't welcome here. Distained orbs followed the filly as she trotted daintly back to the mare's side. It was then that she heard the voice, his voice, a cold feeling of dread creeping over her. Her skull turned, orbs trained on the milky brute that stood before her.

A fiery squeal escaped her as she felt Sigaf push her from behind. Wheeling around and snorting angryily, she stood to face the brute, soldiers pinned harshly against her crown as she stared coldy up at him. "It is wrong to train such young spirits to kill," she snarled at him, trying to control her anger as she made to move away.

[racechick]

Sigaf

He stood before the mare, smirking evilly, his orbs smoldering as they started to cloud again from the fire that was burning in his gut. He looked at her stance, tense, harks tightly hinged to her skull, her globes held a cold tint to them. Sigaf chuckled again, "Well if you haven't noticed I have no moral so they will be trained killers by the time they've left here." He explained, taking a step closer to the mare. "And your foal will be a killer as well." He informed her, a grin plastering his muzzle. Lifting a brow at the fae and arching his boa he questioned, "Now you wanna keep trying to be the hero around here? Because, it will be a lot easier on you if you stop now." His tone was threatening, and his eyes told no different.

The sun was peaking over the mountains that surrounded his land, his well muscled milky pelt gleamed like a freshly cut diamond. He stepped around her, heading toward Diva, Pandora, and Diablo. Once he was next to them, he roughly butted the colt with his muzzle, nipped the filly's boa, then locked optics with Diva. He raised a brow again, as if daring her to object to what he was doing to the foals. The sides of his velveteens pulled up, in a sinister grin.

"You see Crash, you are in my domain now, and what I say goes." He said, turning around to face her again. He walked up to her, letting his muzzle brush against her creamy honey colored collar. He traced her mass to her rump, stopping to test the air. She wasn't in heat yet, but she would be soon. It was spring, breeding season, all the mares would be going into season and going to the Lover's Square, the place Sigaf would probably be a lot.

He turned away from her, trotting up to his crest again. He stood tall and proud, overlooking the two horses and two foals. A snort past through his nares, bobbing his cranial cavity so that his forelock fell to drape over his intimidating orbs. He would need to get more mares soon, but for now these would have to do. A sudden though popped into his crown, a brilliant one at that. He nickered for Diva, stomping a hoof to tell her to hurry. Crimson patchwork fae soon began moving toward him, the cow standing somewhat patiently.

"Diva, I want you and Diablo to watch the herd, I will return shortly." He told her, nudging her chest before setting off at a fast canter. He knew Diablo had that same evil streak as he did, which meant Crash wasn't going anywhere. The cow burst into a gallop once he hit the forest, weaving effortlessly through the thick trunked pines, oaks, and firs. The forest opened up into a valley again, the stallion outstretching his boa and letting his hooves propel him as fast as his mass had moved in a long time. A buck of excitement released from his powerful haunches, a nicker of pleasure erupting from his chest.

Sigaf realized that it had been some time since he'd really gotten to run, and he'd almost forgotten what it was like. The brute slowed finally, shaking his cranium almost violently, the mountains were before him now. A smaller bunch crowed the other, but these were different somehow, they were in a rather circular form. The cow trotted up toward the mountains, leaping onto it and climbing the side. Once he reached the butte, he looked down, it was like a Roman coliseum; Perfectly round and a good place to train his evil offspring.

Sigaf entered the arena, tossing his crania to test the air for predators or intruders. Nothing, it was empty, just the way he wanted it. Sigaf reared high, whinnying. "This is to be the Ring of Unity;;; Training Grounds." He hollered, landing on his fore plates heavily. He smiled cunningly as he looked around, imagining all his foals battling and preparing themselves for their lives and to help protect what would soon be the largest dynasty in all of Superior Falls.

Pleased with his finding, the chalky stud started back toward his herd, but this time he would take a different way. He made it up the side of the mountain, following the crest back to his asylum. He loped steadily, the brittle rocks crushed under his massive frame, his boa arched neatly and his back well lifted. He dropped down, back into the forest, he was well past the second valley, and very close to his own again. He slowed to a ambling walk enjoying the odd sights and sounds of the forest, that he rarely visited. Birds chirped, branches full of chloroplast filled leaves swayed, and the thick roots tangled on the floor.

Sigaf soon emerged from the dense timber, his milky mass glistening once more. He counted the members as he approached, everyone was still accounted for. He stopped short of his crest, dropping his crown to lip up a few mouthfuls of grass. He couldn't wait till the foals were old enough to go to the Ring of Unity, his heart racing a bit at the thought, all he had to do was wait; Something Sigaf wasn't too good at, but he could do it. . . This time.

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[Diva<3]

"I'm desperate to learn how to fight, Diablo." Pandora said to the miniature brute. A snort flared Diablo's large nostrils. "I would, too." Diva responded to the cow's call. She lowered her cranium to the foals. "Back in a minute. Diablo, make sure your sister doesn't get into any trouble, okay?" The ebony brute gave a nod, and nuzzled the dark fae.

Diva broke into a canter, and halted by Sigaf. She pricked her orbs and listened to his orders. "Okay, take care of yourself," She laughed. Diva nuzzled him and watched as the dust flew up from where the porcelain brute's path was lead. Diva tossed her cranium, and walked back to the two foals.

Pandora walked into a rather green area of the territory. She called her brother over. "I challenge you to a duel!" She said jokily. He nodded, as she began to circle him. She immediately launched for him, rearing. As she reared, he reared, and beared his teeth, aiming for the neck. The legs collided, and the foal's squealed.

They came hurtling to the ground, and Pandora turned her rump on Diablo, and lashed out at him. Diablo reared up and landed, throwing all his body mass onto Pandora. Pandora's little body couldn't support the weight, and she crashed to the ground. Her version blurred and everything went black.

The territory was sandy, dry and dusty. Pandora moved her hoof, and the gust flew in her face. "You guys ready? Go!" Pandora reared high, and collided with the other fae she was fighting with. She landed, and lashed out several times at the chocolate fae. The femme reared high, and landed on Pandora, and sent her flying to the ground. Her vision blurred and everything went black.

"Pandora, DORA!" The panicking voices rang in her ears. Her eyes opened, and she went from her flat position to a sternal position on her stomach. "Dora, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry! Really sorry!" Dora groaned. "W..what happened?" Diva nuzzled her. "It doesn't matter, the fact is you are okay."

Pandora stood calmly. She suckled from Diva, and lay down again, falling into a deep sleep. A fly flew around her nostrils. Dora sneezed, and slipped into a trance again. Diablo walked next to her. He lay down, and put his head over her neck. "I didn't mean to..." He said, calmly. He too dozed off into a deep sleep.

[crashandtheband]

Biting back her retort the fae turned away from the brute, settling down to graze for a while. If she was to survive here and fight she would need to keep her strength up. The green blades tickled her onyx maw as it rippled across the greens, snatching at the nicest looking. Soldiers perked, aching slightly at the now strange position. She heard the call of a challenge and the panicked voices that proceeded it.

"If I am ever made to bear such dreaful offspring from Sigaf I will not allow them to be taught such ways," she muttered to herself. Onyx tail fluttered across a lithe flank as she floated across the terra searching for better tasting greens. Orbs soon traced the outline of her dreaded leader again, harks falling back into their position at the back of her crown. The blades some how tasted more bitter when he was around.

Snapping her head up, she turned her back to the brute and the foals and other faes, striding a little away. She dared not try to escape. It would just lead to more trouble for herself yet she did not wish to stick around close to them. A little way from the herd she returned her skull to the blades, nibbling half-heartedly for something to do.

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Sigaf

Porcelain cow watched his herd, dropping his cranium now and again to lip at the grass. The sights and smells of spring assaulted his senses, but he enjoyed it a touch. Fresh flowers flourishing across his sea of moss colored greens, the sounds of birds chirping, and the way the stream cascaded over the rocks that stay tucked neatly into the mud. Sigaf snorted, admiring it all at once, before shaking the thought from his crania. The foals were together, napping, in the emanation of the sun. He knew soon they would wake and move to a shadier place, considering the shade of their pelts. Being as dark as they were, he wasn't sure they were still laying there.

His orbs danced to Crash, her hide gleaming in the sunlight. A smirk covered his maw, and the brute headed toward her. "Hello." His voice was deep, but nothing like the harsh tone he had used before when speaking to her. "So Crash, what do you like of my home?" He asked, raising a brow questionably. He said nothing, just stood, locking optics with the mare.

[crashandtheband]

The femme's onyx maw was working it's way over the grasses when the voice reached her pinned soldiers. A short sigh was emitted from her as she raised her crown, staring into the orbs of the milky brute before her. "So Crash, what do you like of my home?"

The truth of the matter was the fae did not know. Spring was in full flourish, the grasses sweet, the flowers pretty. But all this seemed to be blocked by the evil aroma that seemed to seep from Sigaf.

The femme's orbs searched for some sign in Sigaf's optics that he was messing with her mind, that he wanted her to think he cared for her, that he couldn't care less about her reply yet she could not find any. With a slight shrug of her shoulders, she turned her cranium away. "I do not know."

[Diva<3]

Crimson and chocolate pelted fae slowly lowered her cranium, opening her maw and ripping the roots of the emerald sprouts. Young ebony femme rolled over onto her barrel. She stuck her legs out infront of her, and pushed herself up. Shaking herself down, she felt taller. She stood beside her brother, and to her excite, she had to lean her neck further down to suckle. She was happy that she was growing. Soon, she'd be her fathers little trooper. Diablo awoke when Pandora slipped from underneath his head. He moved into the shade and grunted. The sun, I hate it.

[racechick]

Sigaf

The stallion smirked, a soft, yet masculine chuckle escaped his velvet black lined kissers. "Well good, you shouldn't like anything."He said, optics narrowing slightly. The cow inhaled deeply, filling his lungs and holding it for a moment, he released it slowly; then he went in for the attack. The well muscled pasty brute lunged at the mare, catching the base of her neck between his large incisors, clamping his jaws shut. Lifting his column awkwardly to the side, he mounted the mare successfully. Pillars snaked around her barrel, ivory plates ready to slice into her flesh. The cow grinned cunningly to himself, releasing his grip on her neck to place his ink dipped kissers by her aureate aud. "Are you ready to play a game?" He asked, seductively but the hint of danger lingered in the air. Without anymore hesitation, the stag thrust his marble hips forward and began what he had intended to do.

Seemingly hours later, the cow was lathered between his hind pillars and on his pearly neck and shoulders. Huffs of breath escaped his nares, and a grin twinged at his cheeks as he prepared for the dismount. All the mares would wear his mark, and Crash was no exception. He pulled his ivory plates tight against her sides, letting his mass gradually slip onto all fours, crimson fluid staining his porcelain hooves. Small beads of sweat dripped from his harks, the stallion standing proudly behind the mare, nuzzling the bass of her tail as to give her some comfort, though he had no intension to. "Well dear, our time together was lovely; but it is time to return to the herd." He stated, pushing his chest into her rump slightly. A quick nip from his powerful jaws landed on her hips, sending her toward the two foals and Diva.

[Diva<3]

waits for a reply. :3 will edit this with reply. kkty x

[racechick]

Finished!!!!!

[crashandtheband]

She could have yelled, screamed, fought back but she wasn't about to give him th satisfaction. The only hope that held her together through the long, tiresome hours was that she wasn't in season and this rape was as pointless as the brain inside the cow's head. She refused to bear any spawn of his. As soon as he dismounted, leaving scratches along her sides, she turned, ready for her attack.

Her auds fell, pinned tightly against her tiara as she lunged for him, eyes blazing, hooves flailing. She tightened her maw around anything she could, biting down hard before pulling back, hoping to at least cause some pain. She raised her lithe form from the ground, thrashing down her weght, aiming to hit his head and neck before she halted her attack. Vegence was sweet.

She turned, an angry squel rumbling from her chest as she picked up a quick 3 beat stride. She would never let this happen to her again. She carried herself as far from as she could, wanting to be alone with her own thoughts although she highly doubted she would be granted such a wish. The other equines here didn't seem to have the minds for thought let alone the manners to give her some space.