Post by Acantha + Cowin on Nov 19, 2005 18:08:23 GMT -5
Daylight brought newlife across the basin. Dezso treaded futher throught the baren lands the fluffs of dust moveing quickly from beneath his coal colored daggers. His nares were flared taking in the dry air about the area, 'why must it be so hot? its rather annoying.' he snorted removing the dust that caked his nares. Stopping beneath the shade of a small tree, he took time to shake himself free from the dust that clung to his ebon hide. Slowly his mane fell back into place and once again covering his visionary. Giving a small toss he stood there, waiting for something but knew not what. He gave another snort out of boredom and decided to do something about it. Bolting out from beneath the small tree he ran in circles, bucking, letting his irons fly off the ground with ease. He was so bored, there was absolutly nothing to do in his new home, and no one to talk to, all he could do was sit in the shade of the small tree that marked the entrance to his domain and ponder. And with his nature, this was oftentimes what he would end up doing for hours. growing bored again he stopped and rested again under the shade of that small tree and began to ponder the day away.