Magical forest?, Evil humans

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plot: Rumours has it that in this special forest, mythical creatures lives. Now humans want to get hold of some of the creatures to put in zoos. Oh no!


bio:
Name: Arion
age: 215 years old. Looks around his twenties.
gender: male
Looks: He has a wide chest and looks strong. He has just a slight hint of a tan. Has long and blonde hair that hangs straight down past his shoulderblades. His face is fair yet has masculine features.
His eyes slightly small but has a clear blue colour.
His horsebody is black with some white fur that goes from his bellybutton and down to his hind legs.
Personality: Easily bored, easy going. He is kinda shy but very friendly. At times he is comes off as a romantic type. Most of the time he is very peaceful.

Name: Rhenium
age: 342, looks to be in his mid thirties
gender: male
looks: He has black, long hair in two thick braids that hang past his shoulderblades. His face is slender but very masculine. He has narrow eyes with a light green colour. His dark eyebrows are narrow and they point slightly upwards at the end. His horsebody is dark grey with a hint of whiteness here and there and the tail is as dark as his hair.
His legs are a bit longer than normal, making him a little taller.
personality: Although he's not evil, he's very selfcentered and both stubborn and filled with pride. He doesn't mean to come off as evil and he has no evil intentions, but his behaviour is not liked. Rude, careless to others and judgemental, he has no real friends. However, he isn't the type to start a fight, or even an argument. Not always anyway

IC:

Arion stomped his left front foot and sighed, staring at his reflection in the lake. He lifted his head and turned it slightly. Of nature, he was very aware and afraid when he heard a sound. He had no enemies in the forest, but his awareness was still there.

"Hello?" he asked and lowered his eyebrows, "anyone there?" his insecure voice trembling. He could clearly hear some footsteps. He wanted to flee. He took a few steps back and looked around. Now he was unsure of where the sounds came from. He thought he heard it everywhere.
"Who's there?" he said out loud and now something in his head told him to run. His horsebody turned and he started running. Jumping over rocks and fallen trees, he tried to get away. Now there where several shouting voices and before he knew it, someone had thrown a rope around his neck. He dared not stop, but got pulled back as the rope tightened. He turned around and saw several humans. They tugged at the rope and he tried to get it off, but they kept tugging and it was now was to tight.
Arion looked around desperatly, "help me!" he shouted and the greedy humans looked eagerly at each other. Arion though the humans must have scared off most of the creatues, seeing as none where around.
"shut up or we'll sedate you!" a man hissed. Arion tilted his head, sedate? he wondered what that ment but was sure it was nothing good. He tried to refuse to follow them, but it seemed useless. They where too many and the rope was tight around his neck.
Soon they had led him at the egde of the forest, where he saw some of his friends, who had also been taken by these humans.

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BIO:
Name: Tarot
Age: 152 years, looks like she’s seventeen.
Gender: Female
Looks: Short, ruffled black hair that makes her look like a boy from behind. She has dark, blue eyes and a grey-white horse body. Inherited her mother’s long fingers and small breasts. ((xD))
Personality: Stubborn, has an opinion of everything, loud and sometimes really obnoxious.

Tarot gave a shrill, annoyed scream and slapped a human man who had tried to get her to cover up her chest with a something he had called a ‘bra’. The man stumbled back, her hands flying forward to hit him again.
“Don’t you ever touch me again you FOUL hu-man!” Two others grabbed her wrists holding them tightly so she couldn’t reach the man in front of her. He gave her a glare, and touched his now, red, cheek tentatively, wincing.
“Shut that mare up and do something about the nudity,” he said loudly, making Tarot shrike louder, only to be cut short by someone fastening duck-tape over her lips and tying a piece of cloth around her neck to hide her chest.

[Fantasy]

Name: Pryx
Age: 416, looks like 14
Gender: female
Looks: Pryx is of a lithe and slender build. Her coat is brown, but in sunlight it looks relatively reddish/mahogany. Her tail is flaxen and matches her platinum-colored hair that streams down and rests on her back. She has pale green eyes that look like they have been stripped of glow and vitality.
Personality: Pryx is delicate and cautious, most likely to dart away rather than approach any other living creature. She is painfully shy and insecure and she's also not very good with interacting socially. She' spends her days worrying and being scared of anything that makes a sound.

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She'd just been slapped on her rump and ushered into a horse-carrier that was connected to a long line of identical carriages that were tugged by a large automobile way up at the front of the line. She steered, trying to get away and go in another direction, but it was futile. That's when she heard the annoyed neighing of another and she turned to see a centaur being bothered with a cloth to cover up her femininity. Right behind her again, was a new centaur being dragged out of the forest, clearly putting up a force of resistance, but was losing grounds. Fast. Pryx' eyebrows furrowed in worry and concern about what would happen to her home, let alone her entire race! "Why are you doing this?!" she called out in distress to some of the humans surrounding her, rubbing their greedy hands and their eyes glinting with malice. "To what do you need us?!" she nearly cried, her voice dropping to a pathetic whimper as she saw a man use his whip on another centaur to make it obey his wishes.

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Arion's eyes darted around, looking at averyone. He knew them all. His eyes found Pryx and he knew how shy and delicate she was. He felt his blood boil when he saw how they treated her.
He let out a snarling sigh and the crack of a whip behind him made him scurry forward.
He saw how they had hidden the mares chests and he could not for the life of him get why. "Where are you talking us?" he asked, not knowing if he got any answer.
"None of your business!" a man yelled and pulled at the rope, forcing him inside a horse carrier. Arion turned his head, his beautiful blonde hair flowing behind him, and he wanted to speak, but had nothing to say. It was useless crying for help. Helping other was impossible.
They where all being taken away.
From afar he could hear his best friend's voice and he bit his lip as he now knew that he was taken aswell.
His eyes looked around to see if he could spot him, but he didn't.

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The acommodations within the carrier were no less than miserable and pitiful. It was dark, cold and insensitive. Pryx' heart was thumping wildly in her chest, threatening to break her ribcage if she didn't find a way to calm down or get out of here. Normally, Pryx was of a gentle nature and would never hurt anything or anyone...nor would she break stuff that wasn't her own...but right now, frustration was running high and she decided it was time to clench her teeth together and grow up. The immortal mare closed her eyes and with her hind-legs, she kicked the carrier-door with all her might, making the entire carrier shake. She kicked it again, this time screaming aswell. She wanted desperately to get out of here.

But to no avail. A human had noticed her behaviour and his ugly face suddenly popped up outside the bars of the carrier. He looked in, eyes seething with cruelty and before Pryx could spit at him, he held up a tranquilizer gun and shot a dart of sedatives into her rump. Pryx squealed in pain, wobbled for a bit and then finally fell to the floor as her body failed to stay up. She slipped into unconsciousness and immediately had nightmares.

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Arion's eyes had a panicked flow to them and he could feel the carrier move. His hands held the walls around him to prevent him from falling over. He saw how Pryx was darted and he wanted to help. his feet stomping and kicked, but it was hard when they where moving.
"Where are you taking us?" he asked out loudly. He had asked before but had gotten no answer.
"Shut up you dumb animal" a man yelled at him. He could not see the man, but he sighed and looked down at his feet, wondering what would happen next.

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Name: Alison
Age: 148, looks to be 16
Gender: female
Looks: She has short, spikey black/brown hair with bangs that go into her eyes. Her eyes are Hazel Green and Brown and sometimes switch colors. She's usually wearing a black cloak that hides her red tank top and black pants.
Personality: She's very shy and quiet but when you get to know her she is very sweet and laid back.

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Alison sat under the tree quietly, hiding with the frest. She listened to the natural sounds and heard something was off. She opened her eyes and climbed into the tree with ease and took off towards the anonmnous noise.