Post by Stormie on Sept 15, 2011 23:51:57 GMT -8
When he had come to this place, it had been in search for Istari Luna, his sister. Yet, when they said the land was up from grabs, part of Desperado lunged out to grab. He had watched his mother and his sister suffer under the hooves of controlling Leads, and now he wanted to change that. Taking the spot of Alpha would mean he served no one and that he could make a new home for his sister. Their mother was gone, but her teachings were still with him.
The bay appaloosa stallion gave a strong call out to the land, he was home. Desperado had traveled for a long time, and now could settle into a new life. He snorted and pawed at the earth with his solid hooves. He had no clue how to be a leader, but he would learn. He had watched the ones he loved suffer and he would not watch it anymore. He would be a better leader than the ones he had been under. He would not mistreat his fellow herd mates for any reason.
Desperado stood there, wind blowing through his tresses, wondering what made a good leader. The leader’s he had seen were mean and cruel. They pushed out the weak and kept the strong. He knew he didn’t want to be that way. He knew that he wanted to be much different. He wanted to be a leader that everyone would like.
First, to venture around his land, he knew that every leader needed to know his land. As he walked around, he thought to himself about the things that made a great leader. He had not known any great leaders in his six years of living, but he knew they had to be better than the leader he lived under. He knew that if someone saw him right now, they would think of him as crazy. He mumbled a few things to himself, mainly about the things he would and would not do as a leader. He was also looking over his lands, learning the layout and the ins and outs. Places he would have to protect heavily and places that would be good for letting himself rest on the protecting gig.
He stopped and looked about. There was one thing missing from this picture, his sister, Istari Luna. He had almost forgotten why he had come to this place, a new home for her. The truth was simple in his mind, but he ignored it. Istari Luna had been the daughter of the herd lead that he had lived under. She had been born weak and sickly. The sire and dam both ignored the filly, in hopes that she would die. She was not fit to be called the daughter of the mighty leader. Desperado had remembered his reaction when his dam had told him. He felt bad for her, and anger towards the lead stallion. His mother had nursed the filly, and Istari and he had grown close. He didn’t care what anyone said, she was his sister, and that was that. Now that he had a home where she would never be abused again, he would find her and bring her to it. She would be protected under him and be able to live out the rest of her life in some semblance of peace. It was the least he could do for her, not being able to protect her from the stallion her sire gave her to.
With a mighty cry, he called out to the world. He was home and soon his sister would be, too.
(OOC - Edited it to add his pic that I made. Sorry.)
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