Post by tealver on Sept 22, 2008 17:15:15 GMT -5
Pawing the ground, was a familiar figure to the land of Datholon... At least he was until it had changed. Even his land was not exactly... in tact any longer. Yet still he managed to find a remnant of Ularnne... Ventra. It was a sad name of the lands he had once owned and claimed. The former Ehcriale, before the earthen lands had decided to take on the name. But this place was difficult to even want to claim... It was unprotected, but capable of the slightest breezes and thoughts the voices of the wind could carry.
Almost reluctantly, he clapped a hoof down upon the hard packed earth, his sun dial eyes blazing. Black streaked with a golden honey brown... Blazing to life, they seemed to kick into action, fronting up his claim to the lands beneath his hooves. "I, Life Before The Storm, Claim Ventra, as Thy Own. To build upon and accept any horse in need of a home as long as they are good and kind, and fallow under my ruling.[/b]
Storm snarled into the lands, his eyes slipping across the landscape, voice echoing out, carried by the wind. "All who dare oppose me, and which to claim these lands as their own, step forth now and test thy will!"[/b] With his challenge and claim made clear, he waited. Eyes intent upon the lands he almost dreaded to claim. But if he had any herd members of earthen power, it would be most assured that he would ask them to build up on the defenses.