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FRANKLY,

[/color] the vixen was still a little unsure of the very reason she had come to this terrain. She knew where the claiming grounds were, in Manhattan, so why not just go there? Why did she chose BroadWay specifically? She questioned herself, but decided that the reason for her coming to Broadway wasn't of much importance. The fact that she sought out a home was. She didn't really need a place to settle down, but she figured it would definately be nice to have a home to return to each night, after blissfully wandering the lands. She hoped that the leader of the Broadway clan, the famous Tyrina, would be welcoming into her lands.

AERO'S[/color] bubbly personality radiated from her ivory dappled pelt as she entered the lands of Broadway. In plain sight, there were crumbled masses of old buildings from the times of when humans walked these broken streets. The once beautiful and extravagent walls lay broken and weather-beaten, scattered remains of rock, brick, dust and wood pushed off to the side of the large walk. As Aero glanced to her side with a smooth turn of her head, she saw the clear, teal waters beside the walk. The sight was almost breathtaking. The femme's muddy brown eyes skimmed the horizon for any foreign creatures, but was unable to spot any.

HER[/color] wild pace slowed to a more controlled two-beat, and then to a walk. Her hooves clattered on the cobblestones from the transition of speeds, making their marks in the dust. Brown optics searched for any others. She wondered where Tyrina was, and continued walking. She knew there was a herd living here, and knew that if she kept walking she was bound to cross paths one of them. She anticipated a voice, and strained her ears.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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Tyrina tossed her head and diplaced her tress and heard the glass fire beads tapping against each other. There was nothing normal about the mare trotting down the old city streets. First she was trotting down New York city, and second she was 2,000 years old and at war with her ex-lover Zerkzies: The king of unicorns. It was almost comical, if you looked at it from some on else's point of veiw. The rouge mares daggers struck the pavment with a beat that sounded as if a song was in tune with the movments. No nothing about Tyrina Queen of equines was normal, down to her fire painted coat. Like the blazes them selves raged from her cavas. That was how red she was.

Like the fire she was tempered and strong, only water was her weakness. Zerkzies happened to be that water. He could douse her flames like no other, but he could create them just as quickly. When they had first seen each other after all this time, standing over the rotting corpse of the last man, he had told her she didn't know him. That bastard didn't think she knew him. After 2,000 years of time to think about it! She knew her adversary down to his most charming looks.

Tyrina shook that off, it had nothing to do with the now. Right now she was organizing her people, the ones that hadn't seen her in so long. None would know what she looked like, only some would now her name. She to like the unicorns had become a legend. It pained her to now this, but her determination made her throw that pain into the backseat. It was now that she was troting long gaited and flowing shoulder length mane, down her land. Broadway had been the place for entertainment for the Uprights. It was now her home. She was glad to call it that.

The ground benieth her hooves was covered with damaged materials. Glass and wood showered the pavment as if it had always been there and was meant to be there. It wasn't any of that that made her auds perk through her thick locks. It was the smell of a female equine. A smile pulled at her maw. She was ready to meet another. Her appendages carried her quicker down the rode till the mare was there before her grey at the night sea. She stood there for some odd minutes her silver eyes watching the other her head high. Her auds were perked through her silk tress. The wind pulled making her beads hit each other again. "Hello, I am Tyrina. May I ask who you are?" She asked in her youthful sing song voice.

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HOOVES

[/color] sounded throughout the terrain, the broken road underneath her flints amplifying the sound. Aero was somewhat astounded by how loud they were, and how strangely quiet it was on the Broadway lands. There was still the slight chirping of birds, and scurrying of rodents, but not the familiar snorting of equines and movement of creatures like her own. She gazed around, looking for the long face of an equus, and she quickly spotted one.

THE[/color] scent of another female wafted into her nostrils, and she breathed it with a deep breath of respiration. Her harks swiveled through her thick dark grey tassles towards the other equus, banner swishing behind her. She danced to the other horse, and quickly realized this was Tyrina. She was happy and youthful, and quite beautiful. Aero's face showed an expression of happiness. Finally, someone. It was a great feeling to finally achieve something you've wanted for a while.

'Lo Tyrina! I am Aero, and I have come to ask if I can join your herd.[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]