Vupreki and Puvreki

Vupreki and Puvreki

• Vupreki

  The male was so exquisitely groomed and decorated that he might have been mistaken for a harem slave... were it not for his walk. He swaggered as if pride was his drink and his bread, and showed it in his snort, in the roll of his strangely effeminate pink eyes. His womanly face only served to confuse the senses, as a cold, rigid intellect shone in those calculating eyes. His waist length, mostly-straight blonde mane cascaded down his back, obscuring the back part of his outfit of flowing dust, dirt, and sea-foam colored cloths. It was the exact same color as the fur upon his absurdly long, poofy tail, not at all the tail of an equine. It seemed we had a hybrid on our paws....tall, even curvy, with equine legs and human arms... save for the extremely short, black fur which glimmered in the low light, this male did not seem a force to be reckoned with... but the inside of a man was always another story, and this horse was no different.

• Puvreki

  It would not be easy to tell that this one was male; the only actual evidence to the contrary (other than his calm, deep, slow and thoughtful speech) would be the fact that his chest was completely flat. His thick, wavy mane, deeply black like tar, lay just as still across his golden-blonde form. His body fur was a little bit longer and fluffier than his brother's, but his inky, catlike tail was slimmer and much shorter in appearance. His eyes were much wider indeed than Vupreki's, and instead of that deep, violent magenta, they were a sort of shallow, passive, sad lavender color. He was almost always frowning... but compared to Vupreki's menacing smirk, it might have been almost welome. Even if he was dressed similarly to his brother, in cloths of the same colors but on different parts of his body, he walked quite differently--a sort of poorly-postured trudge, coupled with a distracted gaze and a significantly smaller stature than that of his brother.