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Anxiety Forest A thick, hardy pine forest. The trees act as a formidable shelter from the winter snows, and as shade in the heat of summer. A small pond lies near the center of the trees. Moderators: triplezilla, zero |
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Hollow Cove A small, sparsely vegitated beach is what most would see upon happening across this land. A few willows drape over the lake edge, and gray pebbles make up most of the sand. If one isn't afraid of the water, however, they can sink themselves into a pocket of air beneath the shore. Light filters through a small hole in the ceiling. |
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Ranking by lightangel Feb 9, 2011 23:23:26 GMT -5 |
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Leaders Calling The communication hub of the land. Lead stallions are the most common visitors, meeting together to form alliances and trade, be it mares or lands. The actual terrain is a simple, grassy meadow. |
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Cerulean Falls A beautiful, serene meadow, spotted with ancient oaks. A waterfall crashes endlessly into a shallow pool of liquid blue, where a few tiny fish dart through the reeds. |
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The Rankings by shady Feb 5, 2011 11:33:21 GMT -5 |
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Mountain Peak A barren, rocky climb is what awaits equines here. Boulders are a regular hazard, as are landslides. rock formations are scattered throughout the surface of the land. Only a few, hardy pines and tough grasses dare to survive here. |
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Herao Springs The springs are certainly a sight to behold. There are many hidden caves around the permiter of the springs, a first choice for mares who are giving birth. The youngsters like to frolick through the springs, and it truely is one of the most beautiful areas. Oak trees scatter all around, wild flowers decorate the harmonious lands. Birds sing from the trees, creating such a soothing area for any and every horse. |
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I'm A Lover, Not A Fighter [Open] by Ellablue Feb 2, 2011 20:09:43 GMT -5 |
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Ghost Hill An eerie silence is all that is ever heard here. It's become taboo to speak while on the hill, for bad luck is rumored to haunt any who utter a syllable on this hallowed ground. Only lavender grows here, it's bright flowers contrasing in terrible beauty against the soft, black dirt. |
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