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[TobyMacFreak]

The night had settled in and the warm breeze of the summer pushed the leaves together, making sweet music. Only one creature moved about the lake as the sun fell and the darkness took over. The black stallion stood on the hang-over that was above the lake. Only he and the foals could stand on the hang-over, for the others were too heavy to stand. He, Last Warrior, was not to heavy. Ah, no, he was not. He was about weight of a two year old filly.

His hazel eyes looked over the starry mirror that was the lake. As he stood on the hang-over he almost felt as if he could lead all of the stallions into battle against the evil one, Morga, but he knew he could not. No stallion would follow him, he was just too small. He snorted into the warm air and the ducks on the lake honked their voices at him and he rolled his orbs. He wasn't scared of dumb ducks. He tossed his black mane and then turned and walked down the hang-over, leaving his dream behind to stand there on the large mound of grass, and it always stood there, waiting for him. He stopped walking and looked back to see the hang-over lit by the moonlight. He smiled to himself and spoke to the mound, "Maybe one day I will lead the stallions into battle." When he spoke the words he knew it was a false hope, but heck! It was hope.

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[TobyMacFreak]

The morning air was cooler than the night before as the black stallion walked toward the lake. Some of the other stallions were bathing in the lake before starting another day of hard work. The stallion sighed as he passed a few males that always talked about him. "One day...Ugh!

[/i]" He thought to himself as he passed them by.

He walked into the cool water and took a sharp breath in as the slimmy grass in the water touched his stomach. He hated the feeling of the water-grass on his pelt, it just made him want to scream. He quickly bathed himself before he got out of the cool water and shook his pelt. He glanced around as some of the other males began to laugh at him and he snorted, scaring them. He smirked to himself and then shook his mane again, flatting it out so others wouldn't laugh at him.

He glanced over to the hang-over and saw a bay colt standing there, looking down into the water and Warrior smiled. "Maybe the colt wants to lead into battle too.[/i]" He thought to himself as he gazed upon the colt. "What are you lookin' at Lost?" An evil voice came to his ears. The black turned and looked at the stallion. He was taller than him, but way uglier than Warrior by far. "It's Last Warrior for your information, Demon." He spoke to the large bay stallion that stood above him. "Wow! That was a large word for someone so tall!" The stallion laughed at his own lame joke and a few of the other stallions chuclked along with him. "Well at least I know how to say it." He told the stallion before smirking and walking away from him. He could hear the comments made about him bashing the larger stallion in front of everyone, and a huge smile came to his face. "What a wonderful way to start the day![/i]" He thought.[/blockquote][/size]

[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

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[TobyMacFreak]

The black stallion stopped when he heard a scream from above. He looked back to see all of the stallions at the lake, looking up. He snorted and turned himself and broke into a flawless trot, once again, toward the lake. He stopped when he came out of the clearing of the trees and looked up as well. His hazel eyes fell upon a large stallion, a ton larger than he was and he snorted.

He turned and cantered back into the forest, toward the new stallion that no one had ever seen before. Warrior knew if this stallion were to make anymore noise to brake the morning, he would be dead. His short, yet stocky legs, carried him up to the hill that the new stallion was standing on. He pulled up to a trot when he saw the large beast standing before him. He snorted and stamped a hoof. "Hey you!" He whispered loudly to the large male before him. "Do you want to get killed?! Come here." He told the stallion before he turned and walked slowly into the forest a bit more.

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[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

[/b][/color] Deep vocals echoed forth, and he blinked his bright pools at the little one who led the way. Voodoo followed the smaller stallion, tiltling his head to one side whilst trying to consider if it was a colt or a full grown stud he followed, but he was snapped from his thoughts as he bumped his head on a low hanging branch.

Being so large, it took quite some time for him to find a suitable path through the trees, but once he had, he paused and stared down at the smaller horse. Voodoo came from far away, where femme's ruled the lands, but where ice was more frequent than trees, so it was going to be quite a challenge for him to adjust to the weaving in-and-out of branches. His heart, now defeated, cared little if he was slaughtered or no, and his main crime in life was to live free from females.

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[TobyMacFreak]

Last Warrior paid no attention to the stallion's comment he made about not caring to die, he just rolled his hazel orbs and kept on his trot. When he came to a quite place that no mare entered, unless they needed something, he stopped and turned to look at the large stag. "Okay, I don't know where you're from, but I know you're knew, so, I will lay down the laws for you." He took a breath, and started back up on his speach.

"Here in these forests, the ladies rule the lands. I have only heard of a few other far away lands that have something like that, but I dought you're from somewhere like that. Anywho, here the ladies don't like being disturbed in the mornin', so don't go around makin' loud noises. Clear?" He asked the stallion. His voice had been calm and clear through out the whole talk he had had with the large stag before him. He stood there, looking up, and waited for the stud to say something to him.

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[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

[/color] He paused in his speech to snort out a bug.

When he resumned speaking, he sounded quite agrivated that he had done nothing but wander into yet another land where femmes were the opressors. "I am twice the size and strength of any female, and I will no longer stand back and allow them to beat me down. I will fight back if they leave me no other choice. I am slave to no one."

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[TobyMacFreak]

"Ah I see but...." The black stallion stopped in midsentence. He was frozen there for a moment as he listened to the rest of the new stallion's words. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was still hanging wide from when he had started to speak. "Oh thank you!" He almost shouted to the sky, to the old gods that were killed by the evil Morga.

The stallion turned and reared into the air. His eyes were shinning with joy and happiness at finding someone like him. "You don't want to be under the ownership of a female either?" He whispered loudly to the stallion. "Well, I don't either, but we mustn't speak of this anywhere, other than here. Do I make myself clear?" He asked the large multi-colored stallion. His hazel eyes had gone back to his normal cold heart eyes, but his joy inside was almost too overwhelming.

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[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

[/color] Voodoo asked quietly, his pools watching the smaller one. He wished to know more of this place and its customs, as he was quite a curious ellion, but he did not wish to be enslaved or mistreated again.
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[TobyMacFreak]

The small, black stallion didn't even know that the stallion had jumped when he cried out to the sky, but if he would have known, he would have laughed. He listened to what the large stallion had to say and then smirked. There was someone.

"Yes, there is someone who wants to fight this. You won't believe it, but the someone is a female." He paused for a moment to let the words sink in. "Did you know that there is a prophecy here?" The ebony stallion asked. His hazel eyes were full of wisdom for a moment as they shone.

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[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

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Voodoo nodded his dial in eager waiting. He wanted to know who this femme was who wished to end the opression, or at least learn of the prophecy so he would not feel so left out.

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[TobyMacFreak]

Warrior shifted his weight to three legs and let his back left hoof stand on it's tip, the white sock on that leg stood out like a sore...sore something. He took in a deep breath, after he cleared his throat and began his speach.

"The prophecy says that two will be born. One of ellion blood and the other of essa blood. Dark and light, night and day. These two "twins", as the believers in the prophecy call them, were born two years ago. They were chosen by the dead gods and goddesses to come together and join as one to kill the evil ruler."

The stallion took in a breath and looked at the male before him. A grin appeared on his face and he swished his tail about him. He knew the names of the two "twins" and knew how they would come together. They would join as one and have a foal, and the foal would come up and distory the evil Morga, but he did not tell the stallion this, unless he asked.

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[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

[/color] A spark of hope now shone in his once dark orbs, and he felt as if a fire had rekindled inside him. He knew that this was a small hope, but it gave him something to grasp - a hope that one day he would not have to wear chains, or do the bidding of some other equine... that maybe one day, he could be himself.

A small smile crept over his maw and he felt no need to ask for any more information. He sudden;y realized that he had not been very wise, and he spoke his name aloud for the first time in years. "I am Voodoo, by the way." He'd never understand how he had gained that name, but that was his moniker, the only thing he could claim as his own.

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[TobyMacFreak]

The black stallion beamed at the word, "hope". He smiled to himself and nodded slowly. "Yes, there is hope.

[/i]" He thought to himself as the larger stallion stood there. He blinked when he heard the stallion speak and he barely caught the words that he was saying.

"I'm Last Warrior. Odd name, huh?" He asked with a little smile on his face. He shifted his weight back to all fours and then swished his tail about him. "We have to play dumb until this prophecy comes true, so we have to be submissive to the females until then. It won't kill us, if we stay together. So how about we go down to the lake and get something to eat?" He told and asked the stag.[/blockquote][/size]

[Zee]

I wanna breath in and breath out, and be who I am, let go of fear, wanna feel alive; I'm ready to fly...

[/color] He nodded and had to back up a bit before he could turn, due to the massive size of his bod and the cramped space of trees.

He began to walk slowly, but he asked quietly as he did so. "What of the other ellions here? What are they like?"

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