Post by Eden on Jan 2, 2012 13:41:11 GMT -5
The chocolate-striped zebra has been wandering around Reyan, freshly washed up from Africa. He liked the possibilities that the large island held, and has been looking for a territory that he fancied to claim. So far none of them didn't seem to suit him, he just couldn't see himself leading a herd in such territory. Until he stumbled across this one. At first, he thought he had just somehow warped back to Africa, it looked so much like his old home. Umbrella Thorn trees dotted the landscape of tall, golden grasses. In the distance the zebra could see the glint of the sun reflecting off a small pool of water. Smirking at the irony of it has he turned the option over in his mind, he lead this territory. It didn't smell as though any other horses have been here, so why not? It was a scene straight out of Africa, an image of his old home, so who better to lead it? A barking laugh filled the air as Jasiri made his decision, this was now his territory. His thin black tail slapped his striped hide before the zebra reared. "I,Jasiri, claim Savannah Plains!" He called in a spunky voice for all to hear. Still laughing, the cocky zebra stallion brought himself back to the normal quadrupedal stand and lowered his head to graze. Today is a good day.