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The trailer bucked and groaned as it was pulled up to the barns of Knox Farm. Its’ contents were none too happy to have been contained. Its caretakers had severe looks of concern as they stood watching it pull up, rocking and shaking with great force as the truck screeched to a halt before them. The trailer, meanwhile, continued moving of its own accord.

“Shelby. Did I tell you that I hate you?” Dain groaned, watching the trailer and only imaging its contents. His eyes grew very concerned as he turned to look at his twin.

“I think we need a raise,” Kovu nervously chuckled, turning his eyes to the stable owner. Who had a defiant smirk upon her face, her arms folded before her chest.

“Shut up, boys, and unload the cargo,” the feline woman grinned, nodding towards the trailer. “I’ll make sure somebody grooms you tonight after this is all done, okay?” She turned her jade eyes towards the pair, glistening with anticipation of the new bundle of joy.

The centaur twins perked slightly, seeing as they did not normally get the chance to be groomed themselves. “All right, all right, we’re on it…” Dain sighed, moving towards the trailer with his twin Kovu in tow. Dain and Kovu circled the trailer a few times, evaluating the contents before returning to Shelby. “Maybe we should have him in a paddock for observation first…something tells me this guy is not broken.”

Shelby nodded, then shrugged her shoulders. “You guys are the experts on this supernatural stuff, so you gotta do what you gotta do. You want me to have them move him to a paddock for ya, then?” she finished, walking towards the truck pulling the trailer. Dain and Kovu nodded simultaneously.

All too soon, the Brady Bunch stood next to a paddock, the twins inside the paddock itself prepared to open up the trailer to let the contents erupt out. And that is exactly what happened. As the pair began to open the doors, the creature within forcefully shoved its way out of the trailer and the centaurs were thrown backwards. The stallion exploded with all his might and bottled fury now exposed to the world before him. Now that he was free, he would lay ravage to whatever cross his path.

“Dain, Kovu, get out of the paddock, please,” Shelby calmly called to the boys, who very quickly obeyed the boss’ command, deftly leaping over the fence to join her side.

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing, Shelbs?” Dain cringed, a look of worry on his face as he glanced down at Shelby. “This guy is stronger than both of US. That’s sayin’ somethin’.”

With sheer confidence, the feline grinned up at her centaur counterpart. “Hey, if I die, you guys can find an easier job, right?” she only half joked. Although she exuded confidence, she was scared shitless. She had no clue if this talisman would work or not. But there was one way to find out.
Swiftly, she walked over to the fence and hoped over in one fail swoop. The stallion had galloped to the far side of the small paddock, searching for any living creatures or a way out. She held the talisman up and called to the stallion, “You looking for this?”

The brightly hued stallion flicked an ear back to the beckoning voice and stopped in his rage-filled charge. A cloud of dust flew around him as he slowly shifted his golden glowing eyes to the closest living creature. And it was calling out to him…what a stupid animal…he turned on his hindquarters and charged. Ruthless, with all his might, he galloped full force at the woman, yet as he drew near he quickly realized what she was holding and moments before colliding with the woman, he halted, throwing dust about the pair and encircling them.
“Shelby!” the twins yelled simultaneously, as the ran to the edge of the fence.

As the dust started to blow away from a very faint wind, the picture before them was one of uncertainty. The silver feline stood, one hand down holding the talisman tightly in her grasp, the other up out and offered for the beast before her. He was motionless, unsure of what this woman was offering and breathing heavily into her face, unaccepting of her outstretched hand.

“This means you are mine,” Shelby simply stated. She held up the talisman again to his face, which caused a disgruntled snort from the stallion. “If you feel the need to kill me, go for it. But it will be your end too. And you know it.”

Still huffing his breaths out, the stallion narrowed his eyes. “What would you wish of me…human…” he spoke to her telepathically, accepting his defeat. For now.

A slight smile spread across the woman’s face. “I wish you not out in the wild to cause harm to others, but also while you’re here enjoy the life you have left in you. I can offer you just about anything you need…what do you eat?”

The stallion smirked. “Souls of the living.” He expected the woman to be disgusted at his vulgar choice of food. However, she had dealt with many nightmare-type equines in her career and stables.

“I will provide you with whatever you need to survive. All that I ask in return is that you comply with my rules. And don’t kill any of the other staff or creatures here, only the ones that I give you to eat. Deal?”

Letting out a shot-down whinny, the stallion bobbed his head, defeated. But he finally snuffled the outstretched hand of the woman in acceptance.

“Do you by chance have a name?” the feline woman finally asked, her curiosity had been peaked.

“Sin.”

“Welcome to Knox Farm, Sin.”

And here is part 3! All right, so if you've read this far...you get a cookie! I put a LOT of effort into the story and the art as well, including the backgrounds (since I suck at them and obviously need to work on them). This one is a tad simplier, but LOOK...*gasp* a FENCE! ROFL! I am so happy with all the back story and everything that I've come with for this guy. Although I am personally proud of the pics I did, there are some much more talented artists that I'm competing against...so crossing my fingers XD On to his info!

Name: Sin
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Demonic Arabian
Age: Very old
Height: 16 HH
Color: Skeletal Aurora
Markings: As pictured
Passable Traits: Some but not all can possibly pass.
Disciplines: Liberty, Halter maybe eventually...
Sire/Dam: Foundation stallion
Bloodlines: Foundation stallion
Offspring: None
For stud: Not yet.
Personality: Sin is downright nasty, but he does have a reason why. He is completely under the control (although unwilling) of Shelby and will do whatever she tells him to, though she tries to give him free will but with keeping other living creatures out of danger's way at the same time.

I DO have a complete background story for him, but not sure if I can finish another picture before the deadline (aka TODAY). So, I might just wait and if I win him will do it. It is a very sad, tragic thing though :<

Design credit to found here ~> [link]

Description
Part 1 - [link]
Part 2 - [link]

The trailer bucked and groaned as it was pulled up to the barns of Knox Farm. Its’ contents were none too happy to have been contained. Its caretakers had severe looks of concern as they stood watching it pull up, rocking and shaking with great force as the truck screeched to a halt before them. The trailer, meanwhile, continued moving of its own accord.

“Shelby. Did I tell you that I hate you?” Dain groaned, watching the trailer and only imaging its contents. His eyes grew very concerned as he turned to look at his twin.

“I think we need a raise,” Kovu nervously chuckled, turning his eyes to the stable owner. Who had a defiant smirk upon her face, her arms folded before her chest.

“Shut up, boys, and unload the cargo,” the feline woman grinned, nodding towards the trailer. “I’ll make sure somebody grooms you tonight after this is all done, okay?” She turned her jade eyes towards the pair, glistening with anticipation of the new bundle of joy.

The centaur twins perked slightly, seeing as they did not normally get the chance to be groomed themselves. “All right, all right, we’re on it…” Dain sighed, moving towards the trailer with his twin Kovu in tow. Dain and Kovu circled the trailer a few times, evaluating the contents before returning to Shelby. “Maybe we should have him in a paddock for observation first…something tells me this guy is not broken.”

Shelby nodded, then shrugged her shoulders. “You guys are the experts on this supernatural stuff, so you gotta do what you gotta do. You want me to have them move him to a paddock for ya, then?” she finished, walking towards the truck pulling the trailer. Dain and Kovu nodded simultaneously.

All too soon, the Brady Bunch stood next to a paddock, the twins inside the paddock itself prepared to open up the trailer to let the contents erupt out. And that is exactly what happened. As the pair began to open the doors, the creature within forcefully shoved its way out of the trailer and the centaurs were thrown backwards. The stallion exploded with all his might and bottled fury now exposed to the world before him. Now that he was free, he would lay ravage to whatever cross his path.

“Dain, Kovu, get out of the paddock, please,” Shelby calmly called to the boys, who very quickly obeyed the boss’ command, deftly leaping over the fence to join her side.

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing, Shelbs?” Dain cringed, a look of worry on his face as he glanced down at Shelby. “This guy is stronger than both of US. That’s sayin’ somethin’.”

With sheer confidence, the feline grinned up at her centaur counterpart. “Hey, if I die, you guys can find an easier job, right?” she only half joked. Although she exuded confidence, she was scared shitless. She had no clue if this talisman would work or not. But there was one way to find out.
Swiftly, she walked over to the fence and hoped over in one fail swoop. The stallion had galloped to the far side of the small paddock, searching for any living creatures or a way out. She held the talisman up and called to the stallion, “You looking for this?”

The brightly hued stallion flicked an ear back to the beckoning voice and stopped in his rage-filled charge. A cloud of dust flew around him as he slowly shifted his golden glowing eyes to the closest living creature. And it was calling out to him…what a stupid animal…he turned on his hindquarters and charged. Ruthless, with all his might, he galloped full force at the woman, yet as he drew near he quickly realized what she was holding and moments before colliding with the woman, he halted, throwing dust about the pair and encircling them.
“Shelby!” the twins yelled simultaneously, as the ran to the edge of the fence.

As the dust started to blow away from a very faint wind, the picture before them was one of uncertainty. The silver feline stood, one hand down holding the talisman tightly in her grasp, the other up out and offered for the beast before her. He was motionless, unsure of what this woman was offering and breathing heavily into her face, unaccepting of her outstretched hand.

“This means you are mine,” Shelby simply stated. She held up the talisman again to his face, which caused a disgruntled snort from the stallion. “If you feel the need to kill me, go for it. But it will be your end too. And you know it.”

Still huffing his breaths out, the stallion narrowed his eyes. “What would you wish of me…human…” he spoke to her telepathically, accepting his defeat. For now.

A slight smile spread across the woman’s face. “I wish you not out in the wild to cause harm to others, but also while you’re here enjoy the life you have left in you. I can offer you just about anything you need…what do you eat?”

The stallion smirked. “Souls of the living.” He expected the woman to be disgusted at his vulgar choice of food. However, she had dealt with many nightmare-type equines in her career and stables.

“I will provide you with whatever you need to survive. All that I ask in return is that you comply with my rules. And don’t kill any of the other staff or creatures here, only the ones that I give you to eat. Deal?”

Letting out a shot-down whinny, the stallion bobbed his head, defeated. But he finally snuffled the outstretched hand of the woman in acceptance.

“Do you by chance have a name?” the feline woman finally asked, her curiosity had been peaked.

“Sin.”

“Welcome to Knox Farm, Sin.”

And here is part 3! All right, so if you've read this far...you get a cookie! I put a LOT of effort into the story and the art as well, including the backgrounds (since I suck at them and obviously need to work on them). This one is a tad simplier, but LOOK...*gasp* a FENCE! ROFL! I am so happy with all the back story and everything that I've come with for this guy. Although I am personally proud of the pics I did, there are some much more talented artists that I'm competing against...so crossing my fingers XD On to his info!

Name: Sin
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Demonic Arabian
Age: Very old
Height: 16 HH
Color: Skeletal Aurora
Markings: As pictured
Passable Traits: Some but not all can possibly pass.
Disciplines: Liberty, Halter maybe eventually...
Sire/Dam: Foundation stallion
Bloodlines: Foundation stallion
Offspring: None
For stud: Not yet.
Personality: Sin is downright nasty, but he does have a reason why. He is completely under the control (although unwilling) of Shelby and will do whatever she tells him to, though she tries to give him free will but with keeping other living creatures out of danger's way at the same time.

I DO have a complete background story for him, but not sure if I can finish another picture before the deadline (aka TODAY). So, I might just wait and if I win him will do it. It is a very sad, tragic thing though :<

Design credit to found here ~> [link]