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Post by Nightshades Whispers on Jan 12, 2007 23:06:44 GMT -5
Scene stomped her fore hoof into the ground and snorted. Her dished facade held no emotion except that of anger. She lowered her dial and searched the stag throughly over. {No. Not many darq stags are. Their too busy worrying about preening and looking good.} She retorted with sarcasm. A fine darq mare she was. But her one true flaw was her sarcasm. Her father once told her that she would never be claimed because she was too stubborn and no stag liked a vix with an attitude. Scene had stomped her hoof and galloped off. Her harks flickered for a moment to catch his name, but soon came back to rest on her tiara. {Well then Blade, I shall have to oblige you in giving you my name as you have so willingly given me yours. I be titled Seashore Scene. But mainly called Scene} She spoke the words with hatred and disgust. What a stupid thing to have seashore at the beggining of any darq name. She despised her dam for that. Cords flicked to brush the flies off her pelt and tressles blew gently in the upcoming wind of a storm. She closed her eyes for a second and welcomed the breeze. OOC:okies I did
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Post by Nightshades Whispers on Jan 13, 2007 23:21:23 GMT -5
OOC:Bump for Ashley and/or anyone else that wants her.
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Post by ashley314 on Jan 14, 2007 22:02:44 GMT -5
This vix’s words were welcomed to his auds. An attitude this one had. Blade liked it. He was sick of love struck, no personality mares. Seashore Scene. The cursing was put into his mind and forever it would always stay there. “So Scene, looking for a home” he hissed, lyrics were questioning yet still their usual harsh tone
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Post by Nightshades Whispers on Jan 14, 2007 22:56:30 GMT -5
Scene looked at him. Her dappled pelt stood tall and full of grace. Her dished facade lowered but her gaze remained on him. {What would you be able to do if I was.} She came back with.She figured his answer but wanted to play a bit. She stomped a fore hoof and flicked her tail. Again removing any flies that felt to sit on her rump.
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Post by ashley314 on Jan 15, 2007 14:46:07 GMT -5
“Well…….I would be able to give a dark, shadowy home….if that is to your liking” he hissed, with an evil grin. Plume flicked patiently, as Blade awaited her response.
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Post by Nightshades Whispers on Jan 20, 2007 14:49:31 GMT -5
Scene thought it over. Her lips smacking against each other in thought. She turned her head slightly to look at him. Combing his bode. He was definatly strong enough. She tipped her tiara slightly. {If you could offer me a home. I would accept it.} She responded.
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Post by ashley314 on Jan 20, 2007 15:04:14 GMT -5
"Well doesn’t that make my day” he hissed, tones were teasing and full of sarcasm. “Then lets be off to the Raven Herd” he cooed with a smirk. Muscular pillars carried the brute’s large bode into a trot towards his home.
{Can you make a thread plezzz?}
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Post by Nightshades Whispers on Jan 26, 2007 3:49:02 GMT -5
yes ok)
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