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Star Fields said:
Gender: Female Name: Evalanche (Eva) Age: 7 months (Foal)
Role: The young orphan adopted into royalty. (Does not know she is not royalty by blood) Personality: Bubbly, cute, li'l bit dumb.
How they look: -Brindle -Paint -High socks -Arabian
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Princess Evalanche spots them, and bounces on up to them, "Hey guys, want to play?" |
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The stallion's large frame hulked through the shadows of the vast forest behind him as he led his clan of assasains to the next target. Who was going to be whatever royal they could get their hooves on next. Aztec led Gold, Twister, Fox, Tornado, and Spruce through the trees, the horses cloaked in thick black cloaks for winter emerging silently. Aztec had heard there was one prince left, and still, even after slicing off the queen, two princesses still remained. Oh yeah,mdon't forget his basically mortal enemy Lucifer, too.-You've killed the queen and a prince, kill the other prince and get out of there- He thought, pulling his hood over his head. "Alright! Get in there and get out!" The stallion called, the clan nodding before silently sulking into the shadows. Aztec stayed where he was, watching them from a distance before joining them as the most wanted in the kingdom. |
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(Just to make it clear, Eva is clueless and unaware of the assasins, and needs constant help, kind of helpless) |
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Princess Evalanche wanders through the castle, unable to sleep. She spots a shadowy figure, but just thought she was imagining things. She goes to the kitchen, looking for a snack. She finds food missing. "Lucifer has been snacking again." She giggles at the thought of Lucifer eating all the food. She then trots outside for a breath of fresh air. She wonders where Queen Hope is. In fact, she hasn't seen Hope in a long time. Whatever. She sits down and looks up at the stars. They look like little seeds. What if the sun is just one of those seeds grown into the sky, only viewable at daylight? Eva hears a noise. Lucifer must be up. She goes to find himand play with him, unaware of any danger lurking nearby. |
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Fox scowled as she saw a filly walking around, blending into the shadows and going still until she walked past before she heard it. Aztec gave the signal, a simple two note whistle that called all of them to their meeting point. The mare sprinted over to it, scoffing at the other horses huffing. "Get some excersise or something! I ask for top horses to join me and you and this is what you get?!" She scolded Aztec, him tossing her a look before going through the plan. ~ * - * ~ Aztec walked through the castle, finding the way to the sleeping prince's room. He nudged his way in once he made sure the rest of the clan had knocked out all the guards on a five block radius before sneaking in. The colt was still up as he walked in, silencing himself as he drew a dagger and stlked over to him before bringing the blade down, the colt letting out a scream before a sound of agony until, silence. Aztec smirked, trotting out of the room and making sure the rest was still following as he cantered into the trees, letting the rest ahead as he stayed behind. The rest galloped into the forest, cloaks trailing behind them as Aztec stood there, coat lit by the moonlight, amber eyes glowing before he turned and seemed to simmer into the darkness, leaving no traces behind. |
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Princess Eva hears a scream from the prince's corridor, then silence. She runs away from the place the scream was located, and bumped into a horse with a silky black robe. There was something odd about this horse. He doesn't seem like the type of person to play. But she forgot that she's supposed to take her crown off nowadays because of some wierd talk of like, an eagle or something? She smiles, happy to have found a new play buddy. "Want to play?" |
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Aztec was sprinting out until he felt something bump into him, scowling as he slid to a stop and turned towards it, head hanging low. "No, I don't want to play. Get lost, you scum bag." He growled, continuing to head out. |
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Princess Evalanche gasped, because no one had ever called her "scum bag" before. "I'm telling Lucifer you're being mean to me!" She yowls, then runs off to tattle, her tiara glistening in the moonlight. |
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He scowled when she said she'd go to Lucifer, her tiara catching her eye. "Princess," Aztec called, trotting up to her side. "If you come with me we'll go play whatever games you want." He lied, having every intention to just hold her as a ransome. |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
