mutations are fun [REV]

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K imimaro was starting to grow ever so bored with things. Wanting to go and tear things apart and of course he could not do such a thing. He would have to go and keep himself calm and normal. Not wanting to go and take anyone's head off just yet. Yes, he was plotting deep down in his mind but at this point he would need to just find something else to keep him busy so that he would not do such a thing. Releasing a sigh from his muzzle as he looked all around and allowed himself to kind of look down and relax himself the best that he could, but all he wanted to do was find Mut and take him apart piece by piece. Shifting the weight under his daggers as he started to wander his figure forwards and think of what things might come to him as he moved himself forwards. To think that his friend was taken a mare tried to think she was big and bad to him. Oh how that was the worst mistake ever. It was something Kimimaro has never done to a mare. He was usually a lady's man. Just messed him up that he met the stallion he did not want to run into ever. S haking his skull as he tired to push things to the side and getting his mind right where it needed to go. Snorting and slamming his dagger into the ground as his mind was going south again. He did not know what to do with himself. He just made the worst mistake in his life to see the little filly find her father and not even with her mother around. He didn't even meet her yet and knew that if he was to meet her mother....well there would hell to pay. Sighing as he looked down and started wandering forwards trying to get his mind still and there was no way that life was good at this point. Taking his time to go and wander through the woods to see if that might help. Allowing his globes to look all around. Bored of just wandering around. He truly wanted to just wander into someone and get his mind some where else. SO he just halted his figure and released a long nicker out and into the open. Pushing and hoping that some equine would come and wander into his direction. xxxx Revelations

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[Revelations]

[smear:FF0067]L I T A L A[/smear:666666]

A bleached form had passed through this part of the forest hours ago, and not that the sun had started to rise she returned. She suppose she would make her way home, to see those who had missed and those that did not. Achilles was surely up the ass of his former comrade, eager to show Styx all that he had learned from his time away. Litala had heard of the other foals that had passed through Nirvana, and not tried to hide the surprised look upon her face the first time Achilles had returned to her and spoke of such news. She wondered what these children of the empress would be like. Healthy and capable as Styx was? Or perhaps they couldn't hold a candle the boy born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Litala had halted moments earlier, leaning to rest her shoulder upon a tall, but thin pine. Of all places, the forest was "the" place to go if one wanted to equine watch. She had seen plenty of interesting specimens here in the time before, and needed to pick up her habit of collecting odd things again. Many a children flocked to this place, the former Queen wondered if it was the high canopy and the shadows, making the babes feel safe under it cover and foliage. However, it was a rare day when even one could hide from her.

A lone stallion came then, breaking her trance and desire for the children of these lands with his stomping, and the high pitched whinny he produced. Harks pinned themselves back, though not out of anger. Even from here she could tell that, though grown, this stallion would become of great interest to her, and found herself wondering if he had passed his wonderful genes on into the young foals of RLTW. The lady watched him, frustrated with his own anger though had no were to place it. No pound of flesh to ease his beautiful mind away from whatever it was the ailed him so dearly. Clearing her throat she approached, deciding that perhaps she could help him from the kindness of her heart, if not for a small price. "Such loathing and hatred scatter those lines upon such a handsome face?" She inquired stepping forth now from the shadows, the small golden light playing gently upon her curved and pale back. "What troubles you so stranger, I will listen to your woes if no one else will." She prodded though with a motherly nature, her orbs caressed his own with soft lids, yet the gaze was cold as stone.