Post by Osiris [skeleh] on Jun 28, 2009 23:15:39 GMT -5
Name: Osiris
Gender: Stallion
Side: Dark
Physical Description: Black Paso stallion, With lean muscle and intense eyes.
Example Post:
Brute slid quietly across the land, as a shadow would. His audits flicking to hear the sounds of his mate, and son speaking. Pillars carried him swiftly, silently, towards the sound waves, as if he were not even there, he made no sound. Hus muscular bodice paused behind Styx before leaping from the declined terrace, next to her and in front of his heir.
"What's on your mind, child?"
Blaze was what was left of Osiris' past life. And although the brute treated him harshly at times, he showed his soft side when necessary. And although he knew his son desperately wanted to go see the outside world, he couldn't risk letting the last of what once was get hurt, or worse, killed.
He was determined that the harsher he treated the young colt, the tougher he would grow to be, and the more able he would be to fight off any threat.
But for now, that was Osiris' job.
He turned to Styx, a slight bow preceding his greeting
"Afternoon, m'lady"
Although a harsh brute, he was polite to his mates. Always. Unless the pair happened to be engaging in foreplay. He liked to play rough, but otherwise, he respected the minx that existed in his family. A lesson he's learned from Blaze's mother, who'd kicked his ass for being cocky and disrespectful towards her as a juvenile bachelor.
However, the whores who laid themselves at his feet just for a chance to be with royalty deserved no respect, and he had no pity in them whatsoever. To him, fornication was a good thing for him, but also showed lack of class within the kingdom.
In fact, he'd planned to kill Blaze's dam after mating with her, but there was something about her that made him refrain from such.
Optics scanned the form of Blaze, examining him. He was so much like his mother, both in looks and emotions... in fact, thats what scared him most... if she wasn't able to protect herself... how was he to know that Blaze would be?
Gender: Stallion
Side: Dark
Physical Description: Black Paso stallion, With lean muscle and intense eyes.
Example Post:
Brute slid quietly across the land, as a shadow would. His audits flicking to hear the sounds of his mate, and son speaking. Pillars carried him swiftly, silently, towards the sound waves, as if he were not even there, he made no sound. Hus muscular bodice paused behind Styx before leaping from the declined terrace, next to her and in front of his heir.
"What's on your mind, child?"
Blaze was what was left of Osiris' past life. And although the brute treated him harshly at times, he showed his soft side when necessary. And although he knew his son desperately wanted to go see the outside world, he couldn't risk letting the last of what once was get hurt, or worse, killed.
He was determined that the harsher he treated the young colt, the tougher he would grow to be, and the more able he would be to fight off any threat.
But for now, that was Osiris' job.
He turned to Styx, a slight bow preceding his greeting
"Afternoon, m'lady"
Although a harsh brute, he was polite to his mates. Always. Unless the pair happened to be engaging in foreplay. He liked to play rough, but otherwise, he respected the minx that existed in his family. A lesson he's learned from Blaze's mother, who'd kicked his ass for being cocky and disrespectful towards her as a juvenile bachelor.
However, the whores who laid themselves at his feet just for a chance to be with royalty deserved no respect, and he had no pity in them whatsoever. To him, fornication was a good thing for him, but also showed lack of class within the kingdom.
In fact, he'd planned to kill Blaze's dam after mating with her, but there was something about her that made him refrain from such.
Optics scanned the form of Blaze, examining him. He was so much like his mother, both in looks and emotions... in fact, thats what scared him most... if she wasn't able to protect herself... how was he to know that Blaze would be?