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Post by racechick on Oct 18, 2010 15:24:31 GMT -6
Metallica Thai Dingy variegated vixen collected her strides, barrel lifting as her hind pillars easily propelled her at a steady and slow gait. The beats of her gait rang in three rhythmic tones, boa arched neatly as she cantered. All hooves left the ground as fast as the came to it, but she felt as though she was barely moving. Flagging her silvery whipcord, a raging snort escaping her nostrils, she burst into a gallop. Soldiers fell back against her skull, columns stretching out at far as they could, the fae lengthening her neck as her hooves battered the ground.
Her barrel lifted and fell heavily, sweat flicked her neck, muscles relaxing a bit. She slowed, letting her hocks lock and sending earth into the air. A soft and honey sweet nicker erupted from her chest, the fae waiting for a stag to arrive. |
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Post by Ashley on Oct 18, 2010 18:18:52 GMT -6
He knew this place by heart and didn't know anyone who could get lost. He knew someone retarded could get lost at least thats what he wanted to see. He doesn't really care for anyone cause he is such a selfish creature. He knew he shouldn't be feeling so emotional but sometimes his old ways interrupted his thoughts. He was just glad that no one could hear his thoughts cause how embarressing it would be if they could. He pinned back his ears as he could hear a loud sound. What could that be he couldn't but think about the noise.
He was your average nuetral stallion so others thought him to be at least. He was out to get some mares but had a strange feeling he'd find none. Not that it really mattered to him though they were just a creature to pass on his spawn. They didn't know that though nor will he tell him that. His thoughts were kept to himself to much lately he was becoming extremely moody. He owned the perfect terra well perfect for him and his family soon to be family at least. He was glad when he had caught scent of a mare. He walked towards the scent his ears pricked. He stopped right in front of the mare looking her over. " Hello mare I'm Sweet Revenge and you may be?" |
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Post by racechick on Oct 18, 2010 18:37:59 GMT -6
Metallica Thai A noise assaulted her harks, a rank scent infecting her nostrils, and her keen pools glistening as she waited for the source. He was close, and she was ready. He was of a rare coloring she had ever seen, a ruby red with blood legs and a darker cranial cavity. He was rather handsome, but his energy was wicked. A snort emitted her nares, coal orbs narrowing at him as she spoke. His tone was enticing, handsome, and sweet, but it was a trap. Thai arched her neck, stepping loosely toward him. She knew what she was doing now was wrong, but she couldn't help it. . . It was danger and she had to investigate it.
"My name is Metallica Thai. . . After the flower." She explained, letting her velveteens bump his. His musk was strong, suave, and robust, and it sent her heart racing. Thai stepped back, smiling weakly at the brute. He had hold of her already, and he'd only barely told her his name. |
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Post by Ashley on Oct 18, 2010 19:09:32 GMT -6
He showed great interest in what she had to say. He actually was kind of interested on what she had to say. Kind of odd for a stallion like him. It wasn't like he didn't care about his mares he actually did. Some said he had no emotions that wasn't true though. He could love even if it seemed he couldn't. Everyone seemed to underestimate him these days. They were all wrong though but everyone got something wrong about him. But what did it really matter to him anyways. What a life he thought to himself.
" That's a very pretty name It's quite interesting! What brings you here dear?" His voice was full of authority but their was really no evilness in his voice. He was on one of his good moods which was rare. |
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Post by racechick on Oct 18, 2010 19:20:22 GMT -6
Metallica Thai The fae smiled as he responded, his stomach filling with butterflies and turning a bit. "Well you see, I'm looking for a herd." She stated simply, setting out at a bouncing trot around his mass. He was built much different than herself, but she didn't take much notice in that. She was more interested in his outstandingly handsome features, and why he was here. "And what brings you to this fine meadow today?" She asked, sweetly. She lightly brushed her bodice up against his, flicking her auds forward, and grinning at him. She stopped next to his shoulder gliding her neatly curved muzzle up his shoulder and began grooming his withers. |
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Post by Ashley on Oct 18, 2010 19:40:36 GMT -6
Interesting concidering the fact that she didn't seem scared. Most mares were scared of him not that it matteres. She'd have no choice but to come to his herd. The mare would suffer well not exactly suffer he just had a insane mind. Well sort of he had mixed personalities and stuff like that. It mostly scared most mares away at least they tried to get away. He had killed a mare once but he felt bad afterwards. He was even confused with himself most of the time. Why did he hurt mares without even realizing what he had just done? He doesn't tend to hurt mares but he does it before he realizes what he has just done. He tried to be nice but he failed at it somehow.
" What brings me here? I come here to look for mares to bring to my prize herd." Might as well get this over since he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself. He sank his teeth into her rump but carefully as not to cause any damage. " You now are mine!" |
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Post by racechick on Oct 18, 2010 22:31:18 GMT -6
Metallica Thai The fae smirked at him, listening with her finely tunes auds. His tone suddenly changed, high pitched a bit. Soldiers fell and fastened to her skull, teeth bared and nipping the air, lifting her front pillar to strike out. Thai squealed loudly as he nipped her, rocking forward on her fore columns to impel him with her hind pillars. A fire raged in her coal pools, her ivories snapping together at the air, the mare refusing to move. Her back haunched up, haunches tucked tightly under her mass, shoulders rippling and twitching with tension. To spectators, it would be a beautiful sight, but it was fear and anger to her. Thai leaped forward, she knew she would be going with this stag either way, she wanted the danger. . . She wanted the thrill.
"Where do you reside stead?" She asked softly, letting her cooling jet black globes gradually lock with his. She flicked her attention back infront of her, the path still clear ahead. She out stretched her boa, lengthened her stride, and pushed into a gallop. She wasn't running away, just running like she was born to. |
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Post by Ashley on Oct 19, 2010 19:24:35 GMT -6
ooc: Just Post in Ocean's Revenge in the Coast =) I don't have any muse!
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Post by racechick on Oct 19, 2010 19:28:51 GMT -6
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