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Post by KOWSHE on Jan 15, 2013 21:01:11 GMT -5
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Post by HOLY ROMAN. on Jan 16, 2013 20:09:52 GMT -5
The High King watched him from a perch, scoffing. The little show the boy displayed did nothing but make him shudder. But there was something about him, something about the way he moved. Roman was a King, but what was a King without followers? He flicked his ears back, and scoffed a little more, before winding down into the delta. His head tipped naturally to the left and as his neck grew tired it tipped more. But for now he was keeping strong. His head was as straight as his bone structure would allow it to be. The King approached the lithe boy with hesitation. His hooves kicked rocks at him practically as he approached. "You there, what is your business in the outer lands of my kingdom? Surely it cannot just be dancing and showing off." Roman huffed, flicking his ears forward.
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Post by KOWSHE on Jan 22, 2013 13:13:15 GMT -5
[coming soon, sorry, my skell muse is really low since i haven't played him in years and years]
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