Establishing a Sancutary
Apr 15, 2012 13:50:27 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2012 13:50:27 GMT -6
The snowcap stallion was in need of a new territory. Recently, his land was struck by massive earthquake, destroying everything. Relutantly he left his old land and all of his work, his mares were all killed. He was left with nothing, when he had had so much. Since that day Ikenna has been wandering, seeking out a new land to continue his mission. The Thoroughbred cross was not like most in the South, his goal was not to enslave mares. Rather, he was one who worked to offer formally enslaved mares a peaceful work-free life. He was a guardian, if you will, a saint among sinners. But humble Ikenna didn't think about it that way, what mattered to him was that the mares he worked to help were happy. Lost in old memories, the snowcap stallion's hooves wandered at their own will. Only when the rocky terrain changed did Ikenna observe his surroundings. He had wandered into a mountain valley. The grass grew tall and trees dotted the landscape. A smile fluttered across the stallion's moltted lips. Here. This was where he would settle and resume his previous work. It was perfect, the work required was minimal, and everything one would need is here is vast amounts. "It's a perfect place to start a sanctuary." The stallion mused to himself. Rearing to his full height, Ikenna let loose a bellowing call for all who may be around to hear. "This valley been claimed! The land from this moment forth shall he called Sanctuary Pointe, and its lead is the stallion Ikenna!" Satified with himself, Ikenna fell back onto all-fours and commenced to graze in his newly claimed land.