Post by X-indian demon-X on Nov 25, 2007 8:54:34 GMT -5
[This picture was made for me.]
Calling Indian Demon
Pride Stag
Bloodline Mutt
Painting Black with white and grey spots.
Tassle and Flag White
Formations Fangs. They can hide into his gums to make him look harmless but once angered or ready to fight, the slide from their hiding spot. The fangs at the side of his mouth are almost ten inches long.
Path Greifer
Actions Wise. Doesn't speak much and if he does, words of wisdom come from his jaws. When angered though, he grows full of fury and hate. Then, in his path, destruction comes to life.
Past Indian Demon was born in a far away land. His father was one of the strongest Demon's alive, keeping his pride in the past. Indian Demon was taught to kill whenever he was angered and to stay wise whenever he was calm. His father ruled with his mother for almost fifteen years before they were killed in the war between Light and Dark. Indian Demon was told to stay back for he was a prized possesion to the darks. Instead of staying, he ventured off and soon came here.
Now. Since coming here, he is a loner, a nothing. It was a mistake that cost him dearly. Indian Demon could have been a God if he stayed were he was. The powerful stallion now roams these lands, but something still haunts him. Indian Demon had fallen for anothe Demon mare that was one of the prettiest the darks had. She was pitch black, her eyes as red as blood. She was wise and he watched her die right in front of him, and he did nothing. It still follows him and he regrets it to this day. And that was three years ago.
Anything Else Nothing other...
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Oh, and thanks for the compliments!