Post by brizza on Jul 31, 2007 15:52:15 GMT -5
The truley darq stag walked upon the desolated lands. it was dank, only the glimmer of stars where showing through the smoke that was billowing out a the volcano to his left. He smiled devilishly. Indeed, there was grass on the ground, and a forest to his right. It would be an ok on his liking bar. He looked around and found some cells that only a true darq could open by themselves. He would hold prisoners there. He also found a large meeting place ahead of him, a jagged cliff over it. He started trotting over to it. In nlo time he reached it, his long legs taking big strides. He found a rough path and followed it. It led to the top.
He went to the edge and let out a trumpet, claiming the land as his own. Any who dared to challenge would die indeed, and any who entered, if they were femme, would be locked up. Now all he had to do was find a mate.
He went to the edge and let out a trumpet, claiming the land as his own. Any who dared to challenge would die indeed, and any who entered, if they were femme, would be locked up. Now all he had to do was find a mate.