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Post by racechick on Oct 19, 2010 20:19:38 GMT -6
Metallica Thai Blotchy sterling fae's boa was low and elongated, cranium tucked into her neck, soldiers on the front lines of her attic. Lifting her back, hind legs pushing off against the fresh face of the earth, her cantering stride making her look at though she was flying. Banner whipped in the gusts of warm current, whipcord lifted pronouncedly high. Dished crania bobbed as she neared the ocean, salty air infecting her nares as she slowed to a bouncing trot. Arching her neck high, the vixen's obsidian pools digesting the world before her.
White sand layered the beach, the ocean's foamy white waves rolling up to the shore, then dispersing back into the open blue. She stopped at the crest, powdery sand packing into her dainty hooves, auds swiveling rapidly as a snort rang in her nostrils. Antsy filled prancing steps, carried the mares dappled slate mass toward the roaring waves. She stopped where the wet soil and the dry sand met, letting the frothy milk trimmed waves roll up onto her delicate ebony plates. She would wait here for the brute, if he ever showed.
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Post by Ashley on Oct 20, 2010 17:12:13 GMT -6
The ocean scent hit my nostrils something I was used to. The wind seemed to be pointing west which didn't affect me. I was heading north where I knew my mare would be waiting. The mare I had managed to capture was a beauty. A mare like no other in my perspective. The mare seemed be worthy of being a lead mare. I wasn't going to decide quite yet I needed to get some more mares first. The signs of sorrow seems to be creeping up into my head as I knew I had done wrong. It should have been her choice if she had wanted to go with me.
I could be quite lovable if I allowed myself to be it just seemed Impossible. Danger seemed to be always lurking where ever I went. I didn't try to be who I was I'm just me I guess. Her scent hit my nostrils which made me excited. I trotted over towards where the scent was coming from. Their she was her sweet flowerly scent that drove me Insane. I didn't know if I could take it any longer. " Hello It's nice to know you found the place already. Here are some rules for you to work by even though you will hate them. first of you may never leave and second you must have one of my foals."
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Post by racechick on Oct 21, 2010 10:49:40 GMT -6
Metallica Thai Harks flicked, nostrils flared, charcoal pools widening as the muscular brute came into view. Thai arched her cranium, letting an echoing snort escape. “Hello.” She replied loosely, watching his facial expressions as he continued his speech. “Well first I knew you wouldn’t let me leave once I was here, and second, I will carry your foal when I d@mn well please.” Her voice elevated, a fire burning in her pitch black pools, the fae stepping toward the cow to nip at the air near his crown. Her tail stayed solidly tucked, protecting her cavern from him, her muscles tense as she readied herself to either leap at him or out of the way of his rage. Thai huffed another loud breath from her nasal passages, she rolled her weight back on her haunches, leaping into the sea. Ebullient fizzy and salty waves crashed against her bodice, darkening it to almost the same ebony as her glassy globes. A whicker of excitement erupted from her chest, her neatly dished attic tucking to her chest. Water rushed over her, the mare finally, after splashing and seemingly dancing, she emerged from the open ocean. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be over there.” She stated, thrusting her muzzle toward a sunny spot in the emerald grass on the crest. Words: 216
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