Akhal-Tekes born under black stars, trained in gold fire.

You didn’t just click on me by accident. Welcome to the deep end.

     Who I Am

They call me Terra— sharp tongue, sharper bloodlines.

My Tekes don't trot. They glide like curses.

I breed myth. I breed menace. And I do it in heels.

     Why You’ll Come Back Tomorrow?

Fresh foals from the infamous Noireblood line

Black-market stud deals at midnight

One riddle. One code. One prize

New name drops hotter than sin

      Quote of the Week

“My horses don’t race. They haunt.”

Affix:  The Noireblood

Seen a horse wearing it? It’s already watching you back.