Post by disamaria on Jun 30, 2009 19:46:03 GMT -5
As The dark Lord walked pass his lands of Rose Creek Herd,
he scented someone was near,
he wasn´t shure what or who it was but Caspian didn´t like it.
This land and herd was his and his own.
The Tall Freisian stood still smelling the air, it was breeding season and his inner nature
was calling, Like every spring a bee needed it´s flower,
Still he had to claim mares to his herd that he didn´t have jet,
Caspian had his nature calling like a cry and he wen´t searching around these terra´s to see if he could spot some lonely fae´s to share his kingdom.
I need a Queen he thought,
A Queen by myside,
She must be strong and beautiful, with some power over a herd,
to lead them if i have to go to fight or explore the lands,
Caspian smelled the air, it was soft and sweet,
It was time and he had to begin looking for his Queen before the breeding season was over.
he scented someone was near,
he wasn´t shure what or who it was but Caspian didn´t like it.
This land and herd was his and his own.
The Tall Freisian stood still smelling the air, it was breeding season and his inner nature
was calling, Like every spring a bee needed it´s flower,
Still he had to claim mares to his herd that he didn´t have jet,
Caspian had his nature calling like a cry and he wen´t searching around these terra´s to see if he could spot some lonely fae´s to share his kingdom.
I need a Queen he thought,
A Queen by myside,
She must be strong and beautiful, with some power over a herd,
to lead them if i have to go to fight or explore the lands,
Caspian smelled the air, it was soft and sweet,
It was time and he had to begin looking for his Queen before the breeding season was over.