Here will lie a brief overview of the Niveus Incendia herd. This is where you can find out just about anything about this herd, including their side of the story. WIll you lie within your true roots?

The Niveus Incendia Herd is lead by Midnight Falls. Midnight is a dapple grey stag with a heart of gold and hooves of stone. He doesnt tolerate anything when it comes to his herd. His beloved mate is Torva Incendia, a black friesian mare who is more of a warrior than a dainty dame. Together they lead the herd with cunning skills and cohesion. If Midnight should ever fall, the trusty beta Rebel will take over the herd, leading alongside Torva. Rebel to is a black pelted friesian whom has fallen in love with Angel, a frisky mental quarter horse who may not be all their, but knows her alliance. Both have had children, Midnight having a daughter, blessed with the name Illustri. So far she seems to take more after her mothers side, having a midnight pelt and a warriors attitude. Angel bore Rebel a colt in the fall season, blessed with the name of Twilight Indecision, or Ti for short. The herd is relativly close, never having anyone betray them. They stay together as a whole, never leaving each others sides, but they tend to be weak in battle. Perhaps a new breed of warrior would save them from Erebus's perilles....

Prolouge...
Years ago, there was one herd that lived in peace and harmony. They fended off the predators, and everything was equal, that is, until he came along. A black stallion trotted into the lands, Erebus, he was called by many, meaning "Darkness". And indeed, he was darkness. He pursuaded much of the herd to follow him, convincing them that theyre former herd members were nothing more then liars, horses who couldnt be trusted, but He could be trusted. He told them of the riches they would have, if they eliminated the other herd, how nice it would be to own the whole territory, instead of sharing it. Most of the horses followed, leaving the former herd with only the true members left. Now, One-hundred years later, the herds have both flowered and prospered, making theyre own seperate ways. Mostly they left each other alone, until a black stallion named Erebus came back in, pinning the two herds against each other. Now they are fighting, but what over noone is sure. Both herds want to steal back their homeland...
Our Chapter Unraveils
It seems like centuries ago that there was one herd that lived in these lands. Many many years ago, that one herd lived in peace and harmony. Together they lived, since their great ancestors, feasting on the savanna grasses of Nevada and the lush greens of Utah. The mountains surrounded them, protecting them from the brutal weather, offering shade in from the summer rays. Although mountain lions and cyotes were not uncommon, they were hardly ever seen, almost never challenging the giant group of horses, protected by a single stallion. Apocalypse was he blessed by, a tall stallion by the coat color of buckskin, strong and loyal. He lived for his herd, protecting even the ones that rebelled, until the day he died. The herd was distressed, having no new leader, their beta to afraid to fill the slot. In this time of distress, was when the dark stallion came into the land. He seemed like a savior to some, one that would save them, fill the hole in their hearts that Apocalypse had left. The others were wary of him, not trusting some stranger who promised them the world. The giant mass began to fight, splitting into two different herds, each leaving their lush homeland. The rebellious group left, heading off to the land near the western mountains of Utah. Their land is rough, with only a waterfall that supplies water to them, and a lush green plateau that was part of their deserted home. The mountains aren’t nearly as rough as the Viridis herds, and they have taken the name of Niveus Incendia. The Horses of White Fire. This name they choose, for indeed they are. They remain true to their ancestors roots, rebelling against Erebus and his dark ways. They see the way he twists the Viridis herd, playing them much like puppets. Together they stay, loyal to their herd. Or well, most. A few are taken under Erebus’s dark wing, a haunting memory of what he did years ago. Forever most will be of the white fire, and innocent, loyal flame, one that would never betray their true roots. The horses that followed Erebus, went to the Eastern mountains, feeding on the brush of Nevada, a lake being their only water source. They mainly live off of the grassy plain that supplies the lushes grass from their forsaken homeland. They live under their leaders rule, but we really know who plays the game. Erebus pulls the herds strings, making them operate under his will. He causes the Niveus pain, making them pay for their disobedience until they have truly suffered. Overall the herd is happy, being in shape and ready for the true battle, ready to wipe out the Niveus herd for the rest of eternity. The herds are now in a deadlock, each waiting for the other to make their move, constant battles running around, members of each being killed. A battle of wits and brawns surrounds them, where will you alliance lie? The battles of yin and yang are ready, will you tip the balance, dare you disturb the universe, break the silence? Your fate lies here, where will you fall…?

Here lies the Viridis Incendia Herds story, and everything about them. Will they persuade you? ,br>
The Viridis Incendia herd is lead by Mercurio, a palimino stallion who is rather brutal but clever. Just recently he fell in love with a vicious mare by the name of Whiskey. Whiskey may seem beautiful and sweet at first, with a strawberry mane and white coat, but dont allow yourself to be fooled. They currently do not have any foals, finding their to be no time in love making. The pair is to busy plotting the Niveus's downfall, and already theyve launched attacks on Midnights new foal. They lead their herd with an iron hoof, training colts as soon as they are weaned, making their herd suffer, although it does turn out the best. This herd is made up of the toughest of the tough, the brutalist horses you can find in the area, coming from all over. Some of them are insane, craving blood, although we all know horses cant drink it. What they really crave is war, dominince, and with Erebus at their side, they may just achieve it. They qualify under stealth and honor, most of the stallions willing to die to save Mercurio, the mares bending at his will, even though we all know whos really pulling the strings....