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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Jan 11, 2007 0:11:05 GMT -5
A Homeless stag bounded across the terra, ignoring the pungent odour of another stag's claim. Sin was here not to challenge, but to join. He was willing to be a follower, just not a slave. He bellowed loudly, striking his dark flints against the loose soil. His black bodice shimmered profusively as he waited for the lead stag to meet him. Sin was desperate for a haven to belong...And the Wolven Herd particularly interested him.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 11, 2007 17:09:19 GMT -5
Grafidi galloped up to the Brute. {Get out of my terra} He yelled loudly. His angry expression planted in his maw. A tiny voice inside him told him this stag wasnt here to claim, so he calmed a bit.
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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Jan 11, 2007 22:46:21 GMT -5
Sin beared his kissers before the stag that stood before him. "I shalt not leave until you grant me position!" he roared, rearing. "I am not here to reclaim as lead, I am only here to join."
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 12, 2007 17:02:00 GMT -5
{I have a couple of questions for you Mutt...} He hissed. {First, what position would you like? Second, can I trust you? Third, why should I grant you a position? Answer wisely brute....} He calmed his fury and waited for a response.
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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Jan 13, 2007 21:50:04 GMT -5
Sin eyed him back suspiciously, bearing his gnarled kissers with power. "I am not asking for am high position, stag. I just need a place to belong, nothing more, nothing less," the dark legionaire muttered back. He stood tensly, his jawline tightening.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Jan 14, 2007 10:37:17 GMT -5
{Very well then...you may have Beta..but if so much as think youre going to mess with MY mares then you will be gone} He hissed coldly. He needed this brute to respect him more....He glared into his pools, a harsh expression on his crown.
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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Jan 14, 2007 15:29:08 GMT -5
Sin bowed slightly, his dark crown folding over his opticals. He flashed his orbs at him. With an acknowledgeable nod, the stag trotted away, back into the realm of darkness.
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