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Post by Devil Gurl on Mar 26, 2007 18:37:57 GMT -5
Dancer looked at the mare. {I wasnt following you.....look Minx....did you want a herd or not?} He hissed. Dancer has sensed a non-important Dark out of the forest. He sensed he was taming Glistening Macrabre. Dancer had not given up but had just not wanted to bother with the ungrateful Fae any more.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 26, 2007 21:46:15 GMT -5
"Look stag, mabey i dont want a land." she spat at him, "And i dont think you even have a land."she hissed and walked over to the shade of the trees.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 28, 2007 20:04:59 GMT -5
{I didnt ask whether you wanted a LAND or not....I asked whether you wanted a HERD or not?} He hissed looking at her with firey eyes. He tossed his crown and raised it as high as it would go. He pawed the earth then continued to swing his dial up and down. He clacked his teeth. Dancer performed a tiny bit of the Dance he had done for the worhtless Minx before, when this mare infront of him had spotted him. He had been rude and ignorent but now he was being quite generous, being himself; Dancer. The stag stopped and bowed like before and let out a sort of cackle. He grazed and walked after the mare. Dancer snorted.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 28, 2007 21:14:02 GMT -5
"Sorry to burst you bubble stag but i dont wander with a herd, with a leader with no land."she smirked and snorted back. She reared up infront of him, just because, Her glistining pelt shown with the color of her painted pelt. A hint of something shown in her eyes. What was it? No one knew. She landed, leaving oval shaped hoofprints into the ground "Why should i go with you anyways stag."she hissed her venomus words coated in pure flirt scent.
(sorry cruddy post)
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 29, 2007 18:04:59 GMT -5
(thats okay... The stag smirked. {Because at leats then you will be with some one instead of being all alone.....I am Lead of the Dark Fire Herd...} He made a low bow, his muzzle touching the ground slightly. He stood up tall slowly. {...and I can make you Lead Vixen...} He hissed. His tones seemed demanding to most, but ALWAYS seducing to the one who they were aimed at. Not like a mare though.....he reared a little higher that the Vixen had then tossed his dial and lowered himself to the ground again.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 29, 2007 18:24:32 GMT -5
"A lead vixen is the lead stallions mate, why would i want to be your mate" She spat at him. Her tones coated in a vemon frightening even to her.(Sorry even worse post)
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 29, 2007 18:31:53 GMT -5
(lol)
{Because if I may remind you you liked me beofer.....why not now?} He hissed. If he could shrug his shoulders he would do that now. Instead he tossed his dial. Dancer stood still. What was in his eyes was something that no one but a master mind could read. It was love, Darq love. Or maybe it was pure hatred....
(its love but SHE dosent know)
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 29, 2007 18:36:59 GMT -5
"I never liked you , you are full of yourself stag, why dont you go tempt macrabre with that dance she hates so much." she smirked. She walked up to him, rubbing her pelt agenst his, mabey it was in play or mabey it mint something, she loved playing with this stags mind.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 29, 2007 18:45:13 GMT -5
{Im not full of myself....I hate stags that are full of themsekves. My father was one of them....} He hissed his tones the same as before. He rubbed his pelt against hers and groomed her withers.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 29, 2007 19:04:10 GMT -5
She relaxed a little, "Are you asking me to be your mate,"she said in a suspicous way.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 29, 2007 19:08:04 GMT -5
{Maybe....} He hissed, equally suspicious. He took a step forward.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 29, 2007 19:17:23 GMT -5
She colaps on the ground, She stoped breathing all together, almost as she was never alive. She peeked up with one eye, then growned.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 29, 2007 19:20:03 GMT -5
Dancer bent down to look at her. He nudged her and pulled at her mane. He didnt know what to do. {Are you okay?} He asked in a paniked but hissing voice.
(I know whats going on.)
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Post by devilsadvocate on Mar 29, 2007 19:21:41 GMT -5
She jumped to her feet like that, She was testing him, "So youi do care"she hissed, taking his reaction as a question. "I acept" she hissed.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Mar 29, 2007 19:23:28 GMT -5
{Good} He hissed and smirked. He groomed her mane and rubbed his pelt on hers. He stood beside her and tossed his Crown. Now they were the Lead stag and mare of the Dark Fire Herd.
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