X.:.An [Angel] From [Hell].:.X

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{Please don't claim her without my consent ;D}

Darkness had just settled on the land. A large silhoutte cast it's shadow, trotting across the terrain. Ivory patches of the vix's pelt showed, but the onyx part didn't show. Crimson occs showed through the night, making an odd picture. A dark one. Harks were pricked, large pillars moving with grace. Although she wasn't one of those petite arabians, she was one of the most beautiful gypsy vanners. She didn't lumber around like most drafts equines, but moved with the grace of a show horse. But looks can fool you. She was dark, very dark.

[devilsadvocate]

(ya how did you make you text small i cant figure it out
The phantom cantered into the terra testing the air for mares smelling one and only one, he canters up to the mare skidding to a stop. "lo fea" he hissed

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{You go to the icon that has the capital A and then the arrow going both ways. After you click on it, you change the size to one.}

Harks were pricked to hear the lyrics from the brute. Hmm, another hellion wishing for a mate. Pathetic. This was probably the third today. A snort erupted her pools as visage was snapped in his direction. Occs sized up his bod, but were rolled in annoyance. A piston was pawed on the sod, leaving it's scar. Harks were pinned angrily. Pest. "Lo brute." She spat, lyrics full of malice and cruelty.

[devilsadvocate]

he walked around the mare and bit her sharply on the rump "i claim you vix" he hissed "for my beta herd"

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An annoyed toss of her crown was given, occs glarind at him. She hadn't felt his nip, but knew it was there. Oh well, she had more than just his on her rump, she had many stag's. She would just run off if needed. But she didn't feel like doing so. "Beta's the best you can do little brute?" She hissed mockingly.

[devilsadvocate]

"is that a problem," he hissed and totted on place

(sory no muse)

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Occs were rolled in annoyance at his chords and auds pinned defiantly. "Ask yourself that very question, hellion." She hissed slowly.

{yeah, me either, no muse.}

[devilsadvocate]

"well it is better then no land i suppose" he hissed

(again no muse

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{same here}

She nodded slowly. "True" She hissed.

[devilsadvocate]

he walked off, if she wanted to follow him, that was her choice, she could wait for a better looking stag, with more power, like that was going to happen. He looks back and moves off into the canter leaving the vixen behind.

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Instead, Angel stood and didn't follow him. She lowered her mug to graze. Kissers parted slightly, razors tearing the vegetation. If he loved her, he would come back.

[devilsadvocate]

he did not stop, for the truth, he had lied, he was not betta, nor gamma, nor lead, of any herd. Also, he did not love her, he did not know her, if she wanted him, she would have to get him, but who would want a stag of such unimportants

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{huh? You told me he was beta...not that it matters}

[devilsadvocate]

(ya i thought i had made him beta but i forgot that was on tidal, sorry but i guess you are right)(post as your horse now please)

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{ok, I don't care. I have to get off, but i'll post in a little while.}