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Post by fire on Aug 14, 2006 1:01:38 GMT -5
The steal cloud vix wandered inwards on ther terrain. Fints carried her with pride and glory. Sun rays complamenting her tones with its hot light. Tassels swayed against her crest with her 2 beat rythmn. Crania held high with its Quarter look that her sire and Da.m had pasted on to her. Optics ignoring the passing bio, not wanting it to think it was higher than her.
The vix slowed as her thinker traveled awhile. The vix was not an easy one to get along with. Turning down hessians and lords like they were bloodsuckers on her rump. This vix was no searching for a herd nor wishing to be claimed. Only wanting to know how desperate the brutes of these lands really were. A High pitched winnie sliced through the Atmosphere from her vox deep within.
Come On... Give me your best shot
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Post by quillow on Aug 18, 2006 4:32:47 GMT -5
The assemble of greenery swepted across my boy's weather worn muzzule. The word spoken from the vixen he was watching echoed through his liteners as he raised his skull toward the winds above. The tree tops seemed to dance to the silent music of the wind.
Amussed by her hard words my boy made his way across toward the mare stoping momentairly only to swipe at the inviting grass that had engulfed his hooves. A slight glimps of a smile withered its was upon his cold velvets. It's quite a shame such a pretty vixen as yourself has such a dark side, I myself am amused by your stupidity Nipping her flanks as he circled around her tense bodie.
Coming to a hult he gazes deep into her esscence. Like himself there is no life inside her, just a life giver protected by bone and flesh, dripping blood through his solid bodie.
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Post by fire on Aug 19, 2006 14:28:05 GMT -5
Optics moved over the hessian that had approached her. Feeling the nip upon her rump her thorns flipped back. She staired back into his dark pools as she waited. A Smirk plastered it self upon her maw after a minute. Craina shook as her flints carried her around the hessian. Whipchord lashed out as she past, probably long enough to reach his pelt.
"I'm also amused by your stupidity... Hessian" Flints carried her on. She had been correct. These hessians were desperate.
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Post by quillow on Aug 19, 2006 23:35:41 GMT -5
Feeling her tassels whip at him reminded him of his mother. the thoughts out of his skull he returned his gaze back upon the Fae that was now prancing around him like a show pony. he had no time for this mare.
Cute very cute. i like a mare with a bit of zest. And what would the whisper of this zesty mare be? his vocals had slid of his tounge like a lizard sliding off the rock it had been baking on, harsh. He felt annoyed by her stupidity. She would come with him even if it ment he had to drag her dead body to his land, she would come.
Sorry not great post on my behalf, no muse.
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Post by fire on Aug 20, 2006 10:00:21 GMT -5
Optics rolled in their sockets at his reply. Flints continued carrying her further from the hessian. Crania held proudly letting her tassels fall through the wind. My whispers aren't worthly of reaching inside of that desperate brain of yours. Words came out matching his harshness but smothered in a firey atittude. She was not going with the hessian... She would bet her life on it. Its ok. Mine wasn't the beat either
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Post by quillow on Aug 21, 2006 23:38:12 GMT -5
The sun was slowly disintergrating on the horizion, though relife from the hot days was still far from here. The trees swayed lazily upon the brezze that made its way down to the equins, causing his tassles to leave the safty of his neck and fly freely.
Snikering to himself, he unthinkingly followed the mare that was backing away from him. Shaking his skull in amusement he gazed up at the fae. Oh silly, pretty filly, why do you speak with such sarcasim upon your tone? He directed his question to her eyes. He, like most stags, want a pretty filly such as the fae standing befor him to join there herd, but unlike the others, a fae never refusses to come with my boy. Oh no, they would have more commensense as to do that, you see, my boy belives if you want somthing, you shall have it and in his books a fae is just a want, not a need. He wanted her.
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Post by fire on Aug 22, 2006 17:07:22 GMT -5
Optics rolled back at the hessian's inquirment. Flints turned from him as she ignored it completely. She had no time for this desperate hessian in her space. Her thoughts had never failed her about brutes. always greedy and wanting everything their optics landing on. She could blind those eyes easily and in the swiftest movements. She continued away from him not caring for his presence
The sun had vanished beyond their vision's reach. Only its colorful rays were the only lasting light.
((OOC: Happy Birthday Quillow))
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Post by quillow on Aug 23, 2006 0:52:19 GMT -5
OOC Thank you so much lol i went riding ALL day lol.
BIC- Seeing her turn from him as he was speaking made his temper rise. From a stand still to a fly he stood infront of her, she was not leaving, he was not leaving without her. With towers twitchin from the safty of his boa he bares his pearls in an attempt to lower his temper. He must look wild with tassels blowing carlessly and pearls showing the white matching the whites of his inlarged lanses.
No one, I mean no-one, as pretty as they come, walks away from me. You really have no choses now pretty filly, you will come with me. He spat at her, emfersizing on every other word. He was not desperate nor was he lonley, he wanted her because she didnt want him. Simple as.
He pulled on her chains viciously, letting go he pivites on his front hooves, putting all his wait on his front, his hind hooves leave the ground and come in contact with the faes face. Landing hard, he turns and faces her bloody face. He had done some damage. Come with me and obay me and I will not have to do that again, now pretty filly shall we? The outburst of rage had sent his thoughts into a spin. He was exausted from the long day he had had, and now this stupid filly is causing him to lose his temper.
Pulling on her mane again he walks forward enough for the fae to turn and follow, if she didnt turn, she will be killed.
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Post by fire on Aug 23, 2006 15:10:11 GMT -5
((OOC: Please don't powerplay. I'll go with it on this one just try not to.))
Crania jerked at the dagger contact upon it. Crimson dotted her maw from him. This hessain was demanding her to come with him. He thought to low of her... way to low.
Crania turned back at the hessain.Optics stared deep into his own. Well, Hessain, I'm not just any one now am I Flints held firm to the sod under her. She was not about to be ordered around by some freaking out desperate for another vixen hessain, which she had yet heard his dubbance. Her actions seemed to look almost like a challenge. She knew that he might decide to end her years here. Now Hessain. Before you go on and let your fury rage or accept your broken heart let me inform you with this. Taking my fate into your own grasp will leave you with completely no chance for me. If there was even one. Optics never leaving his own as her voice was heard with intelligent sound and determination.
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Post by quillow on Aug 23, 2006 23:57:16 GMT -5
OOC how did i powerplay?
BIC- The feeling of rage ran through him, causing his body to jerk to one side. She had done it, done this to my boy. He sttod still mimicking the trees that surrounded them. He arched his boa as he turned to look at her. No your not like anyone, nor am I. Let me inform you about somthing, I get what i want, I want you. Come with me and I will offer you protection, food and land. Refuse to come with me and I will have the grulling task of ending it all. Snarling at the fae. He would have her, dead or alive, her chosse. My boy will get what he wants.
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Post by fire on Aug 25, 2006 14:51:10 GMT -5
Optics rolled again at him. Facial had stopped its flow of crimson from the injury. A dry line was all that was left under the cut above. Flints shifted as she took a step towards the hessian. I have a choice for hessian. Leave my space and don't come back around it again, or have your dignity flushed away from you by me. You choose. Flints backtracked back to where she had been standing moments before.
((OOC: by saying he had hit her face hard and it was bloody and he had done some damage. Controling what my charrie's apperance was. So just don't do it again. thankies))
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