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Post by Diru on May 30, 2010 11:07:27 GMT -5
Fronia, a place where evolution has taken a different turn, where horses reign supreme, or are at least the most common of animals. A place with no humans to interrupt the seemingly peaceful lives of it's inhabitants, at least on the surface. Underneath it all is a tension. A war ended recently after a few stallions got it in their heads that they were the best, and even at the end of it all it was never settled. Only a few months after that a plague struck, decimating the already small herds.
Now is the recovery time. The herds are slowly being rebuilt, but still the stubbornness of the older horses lingers, instead of banding together to help each other prosper they have decided that the alliances will remain, light against dark with the neutrals caught in the middle. But the lines between the alliances has blurred. Violent lights that crave the blood of the darks? Oh yes. Darks that openly confess love? Of course. Things are changing, for better or worse has yet to be determined. Though something else has been stirring upon the wind. Something that could bode ill for many of the horses.
Welcome to the world of Fronia where nothing is as it seems anymore.
[/i][/center]Now is the recovery time. The herds are slowly being rebuilt, but still the stubbornness of the older horses lingers, instead of banding together to help each other prosper they have decided that the alliances will remain, light against dark with the neutrals caught in the middle. But the lines between the alliances has blurred. Violent lights that crave the blood of the darks? Oh yes. Darks that openly confess love? Of course. Things are changing, for better or worse has yet to be determined. Though something else has been stirring upon the wind. Something that could bode ill for many of the horses.
Welcome to the world of Fronia where nothing is as it seems anymore.
