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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 4, 2007 17:08:44 GMT -5
Ghost star trots in, her mate close behind her. She stops in one of the stalls and thrusts her rump into his chest "now i am all yours, big guy" she cooed, flicking her tail out of the way and waited for his force to be upon her.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 5, 2007 10:37:53 GMT -5
Wind Dancer carefully placed his bod ontop of Ghost Stars. She positiones himself so he wont hurt her, he breeds, then dismounts. After the heavy Gypsy Vanner ontop of her slendar Arabian bodice she is probably grateful to have to big stag off of her. Her looks into her orbs, wondering how he did. He tossed his crown.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 5, 2007 18:02:31 GMT -5
She looked back at him, when he breed, feeling like a new mare, "We shall now have a foal" she said, "I can feel it" She half reared with joy, of carieing a foal of his bloodlines in her.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 6, 2007 16:42:27 GMT -5
(oops I said she in the last post ...lol)
Wind Dancer smiled at Ghost Star, her excitement crept into his body as well. They would have a foal. Either the foal would be much smaller than Wind Dancer or it would be much bigger than him. The Arab/Gypsy Vanner blood lines would look great. The colour and the banner and mane of the Vanner would look perfect on the petit Arabian bod. Or the colours and the dished head on the Gypsy Vanner would look great too. Wind Dancer thought of all the possible ways of combining the two breeds, then he thought of what it would look like if it didnt look anything like either of them. He was nickering with excitement.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 6, 2007 17:57:25 GMT -5
(lol)
Ghost star smiled back at him and nipped at his tassles. "Some one is excited" she giggled and turned her head tword him again "so what shall we call it"
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 7, 2007 16:52:18 GMT -5
{Hmmmm.....Im not sure, I do not have a herd yet but that wont be too much of a problem, then at least if it is not a colt we do not have to worry about the herd......if it is a filly we should name it after you...}
He hissed gently and nuzzled her.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 8, 2007 0:11:30 GMT -5
"Then if it is a colt, it should be named after you." She hissed back. She walks closer to him and nuzzles him. "I wouldnt mind having a colt with your bloodlines, and a filly would be just beautiful with your coat" she gave a mock inocent face and looked over at him, waiting for him to say something
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 9, 2007 16:07:41 GMT -5
Wind Dancer smiled.
{I think that would be good, in an evil way.}
He hissed and nuzzled her back. He turned to look outthe stable doors.
{Shall we be going now then?}
He asked her.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 9, 2007 18:03:45 GMT -5
(lets go to like shallow springs, postl like 3 so they didnt go straight from breeding to the sheltered forest, and then lets have the baby because its due today)
She walked past him, rubbing her pelt agenst his. "That depends on where we should go." He tones were daring, every part of her body longed with anticipation for the foal.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 9, 2007 18:06:38 GMT -5
{Lets go...}
He hissed and loped to the shallow springs.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 9, 2007 18:07:55 GMT -5
(u make the post)
She followed close behind, her new foal weighting her down.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Feb 9, 2007 18:10:24 GMT -5
(kk)
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