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[glow=red,2,300]Amnesia[/glow]

Thestallion stood there his head down his body swadding side to side his hair falling over his eyes. His Maroon eyes shined as the light hit him. Moveing along the light green grass he started to think for a moment was there ever any other horses here well the king who owned this sure was here hiddin somewhere but who would of guessed it. He was walking around seeking for few horses to speak too even one wouldnt matter much he just wanted to talk. Even though he seems like the type not too. He walked over the small hill slowly seeing a mare which was kind of weird too see he never really met a mare before. He gave off a smirk and picked up his feet and started to walk near the white glamorous mare.

Approaching her she seemed nice which was a hell of a good thing. He surly didn't want to meat a demon before speaking he made sure his voice wouldn't crack so he wouldn't seem weird. "Hello." He said nicely as his voice was deep and hollow but slowly cracked which made his ears pin to his head in embarrassment "I'm...Amnesia...who must you be" He said with a nice calm tone he stood tall and straight his head rising with a smile too show the mare his full potential and respect.

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[Stormie Ransom]

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Amnesia

He let off a unusual grunt to the sound of her voice did her parent's have a pacific reason to name her Whisper. Yet again the stallion didn't appreciate what he was givin a chance to find a mare or any other type of horse he didn't give appreciation even if he had too or wanted too. Amnesia gave a snort dragging his hoof slightly across the ground admiring the beautiful looks of the mare standing right in front of him. Was it worth coming up to the mare as she didn't talk but then finally the mare talked her smoothing voice roaming threw his ears. He listened to her talk, finally she got to speak once again.

It's nice too meet you Whisper." He said with a nice calm smooth voice not to seem rude or scare the mare off. "No ma'am i do not, but i do roam these lands quite more often." He said as he stood there his mane slowly slipping over his eyes. He snorted as the cold clearful mist slip throughout his nostrils. The terra king was some what her in these lands or maybe he was somewhat in another part of the lands. Amnesia looked at her, he was a kind stallion but honestly if you got to know him he's not the nicest he has that attitude toward him. Looking at the mare he looked down as looking at the grass which it seemed like it was dyeing when he looking at it. As his maroon orbs slowly turned into Gris orbs which had somewhat Noir too them. He stood his ground and raised his head looking away from the ground he was yet standing on.