(unwritten rendition)

[Artistry]

s h a d o w

Shadows obscured the mountains in the east, and the moon washed out the hazy cerulean sky. Elusive among the bitter frost, stand the midnight beast. Dried grass flocked against the walls of his hooves, his breath rolling out the pit of his throat, out his broad nostrils, into a thin smoke. Eyes holding pits of an endless inferno, burning into those who dared.
A vigorous snort blistered through the cold air, his tendons tense as he veiled his head over his chest, and his legs tore up into the sky, a piercing white noise flanked the surreal desert. The stallion was no notion to take, this t'was a threat and yet a constitution of his newfound land, that he is to own. Shadow mocked the dark sky as he let gravity elevate him to the earth. Another scream roared out from his chest, as he slowly but easily cantered out into a soundless dream of smoke. He lavised his new lands, with his careful supervision.
The brute had a smile stitched to the edges of his maw, his locks shaken from the edges of his necks. He threw his head in pride as he loomed, his veins pumping a new adrenaline. His legs contoured to the wind, as he slowly slinked to a walk. He stood motionless for a moment, before setting in his plan. Findinding tall grasses to consume as a meal.