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Post by JiNXX on Jun 16, 2011 23:35:37 GMT -8
Long pistons hit the earth rhythmically, as the grey stallion trotted over the grassy plains. The territory he had entered was bordered on the north and east sides by thick woodlands, while the rest remained empty with an excellent view. He would need to make his way around, and see how much of the territory he would want to set his claiming mark too, and did so with long, even strides. Izraz broke his steadious trot into a swift canter as he neared the north border. He checked the trees there and struck out several times, leaving hoof indentations along quite a few trees before leaving to check out the rest of his future terra. As he loped around, he saw that the land was beautiful in more ways than one. Not only were the north and east borders surrounded in thick forest, but almost directly in the middle of the land was a large pond, with a small trickling brook from the north. The land was fairly hilly, with almost knee-high rye and wheat grasses circling the middle of the land where green and blue type grasses grew in plenty. A small grove of large weeping willow trees provided a good bit of shade on the west side of the pond, though they were the only trees aside from a couple of dogwood trees a bit further out. Izraz stopped under the willow trees, lifting his muzzle and inhaling their thick, rain-like scent. He let out a shrieking whinny, piercing the air with his vocal cords. [/center]
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