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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 9, 2007 19:21:08 GMT -5
Grafidi loped into the terra he hid slightly in the the shadows. He hoped a Dark mare would see him. He needed a mate...and a ruler for his herd.
(sorry writers block)
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 9, 2007 19:29:26 GMT -5
)(mind if I reply here?)(
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 9, 2007 19:30:11 GMT -5
((tis ok. I have it also.)) Harks pricked from their spot on top of the femme's dished crown. Each flint hitting the ground rhythmically, making no sound or mark in the soft sod. Slender pillars moving with untold grace, beautiful tiara held with her arched curvature. Truly a sight of beauty. Truly a sight of death. She seemed light only because of her slightly dappled pelt. It's silvery sheen would blind you on the brightest or dullest of days. But the air around her, you could tell, was dark, very dark. Almost a bloodlust. Envy emmited from every fae that set their eyes on her. She was goreous, but you could never win your heart. She'd make you think that you had, but she'd take it away. A proper name for her would be Heartbreaker. But her name could go both ways. Her real name, the one she went by at least. But she considered it dark, and so did everyone else. She knew this was a place where you could be claimed by stags. But would any stag be worthy enough? Worthy enough for her? Dark enough? Evil enough? Strong enough? The questions skimmed through her head, but she ignored any signs of worry, only leaving hatred and anger. Her normal feelings. She couldn't afford to worry about anything. Nothing at all. Plume was flagged slightly as she slowed to a steady trot, and then a halt. Her petite flints only making the slightest scars in the muddy geo. This place was very dark. Moccoa orbs scanned the terrain and she let out a satisfied snort and pawed the sodden lightly. She let her scent escape as well as a chilling whinny, calling any brutes daring enough. Dark enough. The femme didn't even notice the brute standing a few meters away.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 9, 2007 19:34:05 GMT -5
Grafidi stepped one step closer. Then another. He looked at the Dark mare. He washed his look over her then approached her. {'Lo mare} He hissed cooly, his chords hung in the air before sinking in. He tossed his tassels and looked at the mare with a Dark expression on his crown.
(sorry bout before. I have 3 sties Im on at once....GTG now. Ill be back tomorrow)
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 9, 2007 19:49:49 GMT -5
)(kk, bye bye then!)(
A smirk played across her petite mug as she tossed her dished tiara. Long tresses flying backwards and falling over her slenderly arched curvature. A dark brute. Maybe. She took several step forwards until her icy breaths reached him, brushing coldly against his pelt. Brown occs eyed him cruelly and she gave a quick snort of dissaproval. But she parted her kissers slightly and snaked her mug over to his pricked harks.
Lo, hellion.
She hissed, haunting lyrics reaching him slowly in a whisper. An almost silent whisper, deadly and seducing. After she spoke, she took a step back and faced him, a cruel and evil smile planted on her mug.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Jan 9, 2007 21:39:32 GMT -5
Ghost star cantered into the terra, her arabian body beating the ground rythmicly and perfectly. She slowed to a trot and troted up to the stag "lo stag" she hissed rearing just to show off.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 11, 2007 17:02:08 GMT -5
{'Lo Mare} He nodded at the other mare. His tones cool and calm. He smacked his rump wit his whipcords gently. His cold breath whafting up to their maws. He ppounded a razor sharp dagger into the earth. He looked form one mare to the other, a smirk planted on his kissers. 'What will happen now?...'He asked himself in his crown. This had never happened to him before. He looked form one mare to the other, his cruel expression dancing across his lips of evil.
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 12, 2007 16:42:16 GMT -5
hehe, I have to make sure I don't get the black background on my posts 'cause i'm using black text.
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 12, 2007 16:42:35 GMT -5
Kissers were parted and a threatening sound parted from them as she turned her gaze to the other femme. She didn't feel that she needed to rear, just to show your body. She had...other ways. She tossed her dished skull and turned her crimsonite occs to the demoness.
Lo, wench.
She hissed slowly, lyrics were dangerously low. If the other mare didn't watch it, she might just lose her temper. But then again, Saphira was always the calm type.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 12, 2007 16:49:17 GMT -5
Grafidi looked from one Minx to the other. He didnt know what they were thinking but he had never had two wenches like these two. He decided he liked it and smirked at the both of them, in his charming but devilish way. He stamped a daggerand waited for one of them to speak.
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 13, 2007 18:38:00 GMT -5
She snorted, ignoring the other vix. She walked up to the stag and put her mug close to his. Her scent exited her and her pitless occs looked into his own.
Tell me brute, do you need a lead fae?
She hissed, lyrics were haunting, seducing.
(no muse!)
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 14, 2007 10:34:30 GMT -5
{Why yes I am...} He hissed looking at the Fae standing close to him. He peeked at the other for a moment. 'Ya snooze I guess you lose' He breathed in her deep scent and looked at the closer Fae. {I'm also looking for a mate.....} He hissed cooly.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Jan 14, 2007 12:18:37 GMT -5
Ghost star walked up to the brute "tell ME brute what is your name?" A very important quetion that the other mare had not even thought to ask.....
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Post by x.:.Prophecy.:.X on Jan 14, 2007 16:47:28 GMT -5
She ignored the other faes question. Yes, she knew she needed his name, but there were other important things. She put her mug close to his pricked auds and smirked.
So am I.
She hissed in a seducing voice. She flicked her flagged whippage for a mere moment, then occs were turned back to him, deadly and dangerous.
I'm Saphira. And you are?
She whispered, haunting lyrics were even more seducing than the first.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Jan 14, 2007 17:29:40 GMT -5
she too put her maw close to his breathing into his nose signaling to him. She backed her head up just to say "I am Ghost Star, mare of the fresian blood, looking too for a mate,,,,, i guess we both have that in common"she said looking into the portal of his soal, -his optics- trying to charm his with her evil charm
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