Post by Kiav-Alo on Jan 10, 2007 18:58:52 GMT -5
Name :: Kiav-Alo
Nickname :: Kiav
Age :: 10
Species :: Pegasus
Gender :: Stallion
Appearance :: Lavatic red canvas covers his toned body. Eyes of flamed gold melt the very soul of those who find the courage to return his often times challenging gaze. A banner and mane of coal dance in the breeze as he stands defiantly over the horizon, quietly observing his surrounds or summing up an enemy's terrain. Ink-washed wings tower above his frame, giving him an intimidating visage, though he is less likely to use this to his advantage, seeing as he finds it unsportsman-like. His flights, however, contrast his entire body's appearance. They are an burned-iced blue, almost as if he'd been splashed with navy. His pelt is scarred and warn, weathered by the elements and by expirience and expiriment.
Sample Post :: "And would you stop me?" screamed the stallion, bringing his forelegs down onto Kiav's barrel and neighing shrilly. The bastard tossed his head, snorting and bellowing. Kiav reeled for a moment, but quicky regained his footing and stood steadfast before the mare and her foal. His eyes blazed and his nostrils flared, but still he remained silent. The Pegasus simply glared into the challenger's eyes, and defiantly began counting with his forehoof.
"They are traitors!" the Lead yelled once more, evidently angered beyond his boiling-point. Kiav said nothing. "As are you, boy!" At this moment, the challenger leapt, and threw his crania down upon Kiav's shoulder, driving his sharpened blade deep into the Pegaus' red body.
Kiav screamed and loosed his flesh from the Unicorn's hold, backing himself into a corner. Blood began to run from his wound, though did not stain his already crimson hide. He made no acknowledgment to the injury, simply watched as the Unicron Lead turned - disgustedly - from him, and back to te traitors in question, this being his fatal mistake.
Kiav seized the opportunity to strike, and did just that. He flapped his great wings, creating a whirling storm of leaf and dirt and other forest debree, surrounding the Lead in his choking vortex. With a swift movement, Kiav was upon his former leader, and with violent force brought his dagger down upon the skull of his victim. A sickening crack was heard, and then the dull thud of the Unicorn's limp carcas striking the Earth as he fell.
Kiav stared blankly; emotionlessly at his now slain Leader. After a few silenced minutes of contemplation, Kiav turned his skull to face a horrified, though vaguely relieved pair of pegasus and spoke a singly word. In that word, could have been summed up his entire future; with the uttered syllables his destiny spoken.
"Run."
Past :: See above post.
Pic :: See signature
