a land of ||MILK|| and ||HONEY||

[Lugubrious]

Slow. It was never considered a nice thing to be called. Absolutely never. Nobody wanted to be the slow one. Hey, who cares if you are the nicest guy in the world? Who cares about you being the heir to the herd? Nobody. You're too slow...

Those godforsaken parents had kicked their first son out of that herd. Thoughts were etched into every one of his herdmate's faces. It seemed to be an obvious thing. They were merciful not to have slaughtered him.

So the heartbroken horse had traveled for a new land. A place that didn't reek of this discusting corruption and dripping with cruelity. Sky didn't need his parents or his mean old herd. He was to start a new group. One without such terrible morals.

The chestnut crossbreed searched for years, five to be exact. He galloped through deserts and edged along cliffs, searching for this land. At last, on this glorious spring day, he had ended his search. With a surprisingly ferocious rear that vaulted his red body into the air, that stallion let out a piercing call. "I, Skylark, claim this place. This land is to be called Canaa, a lushious land of milk and honey, home to the free-roaming horses of this world!" Hooves crashed onto the ground, but his voice didn't end.

That horse called out over and over until his usually calm voice became ragged and hoarse. All he needed now was herd members.

[[Vengeance]]

_{Claimence accepted. Please add some sort of ranks when you get the chance.}

[Lugubrious]

Lol. Stormy can it be C - A - N - A - A. Not Cena? Thanks. ^^

[[Vengeance]]

Sure x3 Do you want it all spelled out like that or just Canaa?

[Lugubrious]

Just Canaa. Thanks