Post by jazzy on Jan 24, 2009 14:50:16 GMT -5
A large and brawny stag trotted swiftly into the area while darkened orbs traced the ground below large pillars. It seemed that the copper pelt glowed in the summer sun and the dark pools glowed as the rays of light hit them. Tossing his dial up he flipped his forelock to the right side of his beautifully sculpted skull. His copper coat shone in the sun, just about as fiery as the sun itself, as he slowed to a walking gait and took in the scenery. Tassel and banner both seem to give off an eerie glow as if they were a bit of sun stuck upon the light copper hairs. The stag emitted a sort of aura that set him apart from many of the other horses that were around. A magical aura. The stag stepped forward with a heavy snort from his delicate nares and let the few horses that stood eating the long grasses to revel in his power. Apollo, god of the sun and music had come to pay a visit to the mares grazing in the lower half of his lands.
As he walked forward toward the mares a small melody seemed to play every time his hooves hit the ground. Hum, hum, hum, hum, instead of the ordinary plop a hoove beating against the ground makes. It seems that a small voice was planted inside each hoof and when the hoof was pressed to the ground the voice let out a lovely hum. Apollo nodded to the mares and walked among them, sometimes his coat was so bright some had to squint. Apollo's twin towers twisted this way and that to every sound made in the forest surrounding them. His protective nature for his mares was always there, he would never let anything harm them. Dark dawned quickly and as the other horses seemed to fade into the night Apollo was noticeable with a faint glowing of copper. His mane and tail was illuminated more than his body, but only faintly as if some of the sun had stayed behind to caress his body.
Apollo made his way back to Artemis, his beloved mate. Breaking into a smooth canter the hum's came in three fast and steady beats, hum, hum hum. Each silvery lyric caressing the night quietly, entertaining those who may be near the great god. His calm nature extended outward, soothing those who were in distress of the dark. Soon his canter died out to a bouncy trot and the hums came in a steady and festive two beats. Hum, hum, for a second, hum, hum for another. Apollo swayed his head side to side slightly with each hum and as he reached Artemis he smiled and threw his apex up in greeting. The bright and pesky forelock that once lay to the right of his perfectly sculpted and masculine skull now lay to the right, shading his bright yet dark left orb from Artemis.
-if this is accepted can I do a profile for him?-
