Tyrror

The Thoroughbred Andalusian stallion thundered across the grassland, sliding to a stop in the heartland. It was his land, his kingdom, his place to plot the vegeance against that egotistical sister of his. Tyrror reared up, giving a hefty neigh before his hooves touched the earth once more. Tyrror breathed, knowing he needed a army. A army of stallions, and maybe a few mares who would be the ones that supplied new blood, to fight against Ruffienne. But, hell, would Tyrror get them.

Cosmos and others

Cosmos led his small herd toward this land. His ears twitched at the call. He snorted. He held his head high and mighty as he got to the border and let out a call.

Astro his twin brother moved up beside him.

The other two were An older and younger brother Lusitano's

Tyrror

Tyrror snapped to respond, galloping to where Cosmos was. Tyrror was terribly defensive, and wasn't going to let anyone storm onto his land and seize power. Tyrror stood tall, the 17.2 hand high stallion glaring down at Cosmos. It wasn't a act of hatred, but of power. "Who are you, and why are you here?" Tyrror demanded.

Cosmos

Cosmos and his brother were both 16.2 hands. Tall for paints. He snorted nad didn't even falter at the others approach and demand. He chuckled.I am Cosmos and this is my band of Bachlors, We seek a place to call home He spoke.

Astro stood by his borhter.

the others waited. Bravado was 15.3 hands and Destruction the Cremello was 16 hands.

Tyrror

Tyrror looked at Cosmos with a waver of haughtiness. "Tell me, do you like hate? Or perhaps, destroying others? In such ways of sexual impurities?" Tyrror questioned, the simple question was: did these stallions like to forcebreed the innocence? A deep chuckle rose into Tyrror's throat. "I'll accept you, if so."

Cosmos

He chuckled at the males words.Forcebreeding is our specialtyHe spoke.

Tyrror

Perfect, Tyrror thought. He looked at the other stallions, now with a slight touch of relax to his body. "Welcome then, Cosmos and band," Tyrror greeted. "I'm Tyrror."

Cosmos

He listened.This is my Brother Astro, The buckskin is Bravado and the Cremello is DestructionHe spoke.