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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 5, 2007 14:18:54 GMT -5
The great stag screamed, he looked around the buisy land, the land of clemance, the land in which he was born in, against all rules. He turned his crown to look, at his options. Choices. Their manes and tails flowed, like banners attached to cars,as they sped down the road.Their slendar legs stood like pillars, rooted to the spot. He craned his neck to look at them all, one wrong decision could change the course of the Future. He slowed, mortals parted out of his way. He let out a call to all the mares around him, he definatley needed more than one mare, for his herd, for Saphira's herd. The call rumbled throught the land, all mares would come to him, he would claim more than one. His herd had no members, other than Saphira, and him. He stood still as a statue, his banner blew, his kissers parted as the horses had, he snapped his ivories and waited. What he waited for he didnt know, he just knew that the future would decide for itself who came and who didnt. All who came would have a great name. To be in this stags herd. All that didnt should be ashamed of themselves. To not be in His herd, to not be in Grafidi's herd.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 13, 2007 17:51:42 GMT -5
(please post someone its Grafidi)
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Post by ashley314 on Feb 14, 2007 19:50:24 GMT -5
Ivory and ebony stilts carried the attractive minx at a slow trot through the Claiming Grounds. Whipcord swished against her flank, letting her tempting scent escape her. Auds lay sewn and buried beneath her tassels. A low snarl rumbled from her vocals, as her dial snapped back and fourth. She was being followed and knew it. Suddenly, a large Friesian stallion emerged from the thick foliage and attempted to mount her. A loud growl escaped her kissers as her hind legs lashed out. The Friesian stag tumbled back and lay unconscious, head resting against the ground. An agitated snort blew through her nares. Daggers kicked dust into his face as she trotted on. Nostrils quivered taking in all the unfamiliar scents surrounding her. Then her tiara lifted. That scent. It was so familiar. So welcoming. Grafidi. At the thought of him she spat out in anger. Flints stamped madly against the ground, creating cracks. Most likely he was out looking for more mares. Ahh, what the heck? Why not go greet an old friend? Pistons moved towards the brute. A soft chuckle was emitted from her vocals as the mutt came into view. “Well Grafidi…long time…maybe to long” she hissed, lyrics were harsh yet teasing. Opticals gleamed mischievously. Banner lifted, forgetfully splaying her scent.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 15, 2007 16:25:04 GMT -5
{Lo mare...} He hissed. He held his crown high and tossed his banner in the air. Grafidi looked into her orbs and saw himself. He looked at her daggers and brought his orbs up slowly, along her pillars and up to her shoulder, onto her barrel, and over her flanks. He stopped at her flanks and felt a rush of guilt flood through his veins. {Why are you here?} He hissed a little too harshly. He apologized silently by quivering his nostrels, as the mare had done. He pulled his corwn down to the ground and sniffed the grass never taking his orbs off of the Vixens.
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Post by ashley314 on Feb 15, 2007 17:42:59 GMT -5
Black pools carefully studied him as he looked her over. “Same as before….there is no need to stare” she hissed, lyrics were harsh yet teasing in a way. Plume swished, slapping her rump hitting the wound he had made about a month before. Envy had not washed it as he had told her too. The wound was minor but since she hadn’t cleaned it at all, the gash had become infected. Envy paid no attention to the stinging sensation that surged through her body. Full attention was focused on Grafidi. Audits listened intently to his words. “I have just been wandering around everywhere and this just happened to be where I was at the moment you came….so I decided to visit an old friend” she hissed, tones were cruel and cold. “So how is your mate” she hissed words were spoken in a slightly disgusted tone.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 15, 2007 19:46:50 GMT -5
{You mean Saphira?..} It wasnt really a question. He hissed at her and bared his teeth to remind her he was powerful. He looked at her rump and finally noticed the cut was infected. He walked over to her and looked it over. He knew if his mate saw him this was she would have it in for him so he quickly backed away. {So you didnt fix that bite......it is really infected...} He looked concerned for a moment but quickly hid it along with other emotions. He cared for Envy...not that he showed it. He loved his mate more but he still wanted to be a companion of Envy....he was not one of those horses that held grudges. He hoped Envy wasn either. He nodded at her. He wanted to be.....this couldnt be happening.....he wanted to be..friends. If you put it in the two legged terms.
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Post by ashley314 on Feb 15, 2007 19:56:16 GMT -5
“Yes…I guess I forgot the wenchs name” she hissed, words filled with deadly venom. Pure hatred was felt for Saphria. Envy caught his glance at her rump. “Yeah…what’s the big deal” she hissed, tones were spoken harshly. Envy could really careless if it was infected or not. The vix turned her attention away from the brute before her. She became on alert once again. Paperthins flicked forward. A loud snarl echoed through her throat. Suddenly, the Friesian mutt from before launched himself ontop of her. Before, the worthless piece of scum could breed her, Envy lashed out her hind flints. Her hooves made contact with his chest. The Friesian stallion gasped for breath as he clambered away into the forest. “Mutt’s” she mumbled to herself. Dial turned towards her rump and she saw that he had ripped open her old wound. Blood seeped out of her bodice. A quiet snort escaped her nares. Then, her full attention was back to focusing on Grafidi, she acted as though nothing had happened.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 16, 2007 9:55:58 GMT -5
Grafidi pinned his harks and bared his teeth, running a few steps at the Friesian mutt that had thrown himself onto Envy's bod. He looked at the open wound but quickly turned away when the mutt galloped back into the forest. {Looks like you have a lot to deal with...} He hissed tossing his crown in the direction the mutt went. Maybe the infection would bleed out.... He thought as he faced Envy, unsure of what to say. {So you're still without a herd.....} His hissing tone was cool, but his pinned harks dared her to ask him the big question...he would need his mate here for that.
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Post by ashley314 on Feb 16, 2007 12:38:17 GMT -5
Her auds listened to Grafidi’s lyrics. “Yeah…nothing I can’t handle…this is like daily work to me….I’ve had to put up with this everyday since you……” she hissed, tones were harsh and they slowly trailed off at the end. Envy’s cranium turned away from the brute before her. A small flash of anger shot through her eyes, but quickly left them. She took in a deep breath and then let it out. Dial slowly turned back towards the stallion. Envy could feel the thick red liquid trailing down her leg and onto the jade. “Yes….I am still without a herd and I intend to be that way for however long I live” she hissed, words were spoken cruelly. Envy knew with her wound that she might not live that long but she didn’t care. There was nothing worth living in her life at the moment. There was no one to care for. No one to love or look after.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 16, 2007 15:17:32 GMT -5
{Why dont you find a mate with a herd?} He asked in his usual hissing tone. Grafidi swung his head to face her more directly. He tossed his mane and looked at her angered orbs.
(sorry I GTG)
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Post by ashley314 on Feb 16, 2007 15:53:14 GMT -5
Envy’s tiara lowered slightly, and some stray tassels fell across her façade. Paperthins flicked to and fro, listening to his words. Didn’t Grafidi know it wasn’t that easy to find a mate? You didn’t just waltz out to the Claiming Grounds and choose a mare you barely know like he had. Envy had been broken and crushed when Grafidi had come back to his land with a vix. He just so casually said this is my new mate Saphria. Envy hadn’t trusted her the moment she laid eyes on her. She questioned the other minx and Grafidi had gotten mad and kicked her out of his terra. Now he had the nerve to ask why she didn’t just go find a mate. “I’m sorry but it’s not as easy as you think Grafidi” she hissed, lyrics were slightly angered. Bodice turned around so she couldn’t face him. Envy didn’t want to get mad and angered over him but he was making it so hard not too.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 17, 2007 16:01:59 GMT -5
If horses could shrug Grafidi would be doing that now. He knew that this mare needed a herd to survive. Not that she was weak and defenceless. Grafidi looked at her with great intrest. He did need new mares for his herd and Envy could simply stay away from Saphira. {Would it be possible for you to even find a herd to live in?} He hissed cooly, remembering the fun they had had chasing each other.
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Post by ashley314 on Feb 17, 2007 22:52:45 GMT -5
Harks pricked forwards, listening intently to the stallion’s words. Envy knew what Grafidi was heading towards, and it wasn’t going to happen. Not anytime soon. Visage shook lightly back and fourth, as if saying no. Onyx and alabaster canvas twitched slightly as a pesky fly landed on her flank. Whipcord slashed harshly against her pelt, and the insect was dead in a mere second. Tiara lifted slightly so Envy was eye to eye with Grafidi. Voids looked into his. “No my intentions are to stay alone” she hissed, tones were cruel yet surprisingly calm. Envy’s left dagger scratched restlessly against the Earth’s surface, as she stared downwards. Part of her soul wanted to follow Grafidi to his home and show him the temptress Saphria was. The other part knew what would happen and wanted to avoid all the trouble.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 19, 2007 17:28:21 GMT -5
{Suit your self....} His chords dangerously cool like the Minx's. He looked around and let out a Dark whinney calling more mares, obviously this conversation was going no where. He stamped an impatient dagger into the ground and waited.
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