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Post by admin on Aug 28, 2009 15:12:48 GMT -5
Selene's head turned as she approached the breeding grounds. She carried her head high, flicking her banner once in the sun as she survyed the area. It was sunny out, and this would be the last chance to breed. She sighed, the breeze was cold. She shook her mane and trotted a little ways longer. Seeing three other stallions, and two mares. She wondered where Leviathan was, turning her head to look around.
She stopped at the edge of a bunch of trees, orbs roaming for a moment before her head dropped and she groomed her legs slowly. She shook her coat and looked up again, he should be here soon, she thought. Nickering for Leviathan to come for a second. He was nice... sorta. But he was better then no herd she thought. She looked up at the sky and shivered, it was dark and looked a little like it was going to snow soon. This would be a hard winter... Expecially with a foal to carry around.
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Post by blackie on Aug 28, 2009 15:16:58 GMT -5
Define your meaning of war
To me it's what we do when we're bored
I feel the heat comin off of the blacktop
And it makes me want it more
Because I'm hyped up, outta control
If it's a fight I'm ready to go
I wouldn't put my money on the other guy
If you know what I know that I know
It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
I'm not runnin', it's a little different now
Cause one of us is goin'
ONE OF US IS GOIN' DOWN!!!
Our initial interaction had begun poorly, and I had been left with the impression that Selene, the mare I had been trying to seduce, would refuse my charm and deny by request into my harem. She had appeared to be far too depressed to want to do anything more than either become reclusive or jump off a cliff and die. I would not go as far as to think that I had saved her from eithers fates, but fate slowly turned in my favor as me and the mare chatted. Now I was escorting her to the Forests so that she may bear my foal as her initiation into my herd. Indeed, she had agreed to all my terms although she seemed particularly more satisfied at having a herd, rather than being in my herd. Either way, both of us would be satisfied so I dwelled little upon it.
I kept my distance from the mare and stuck to the shadows; ashen cadaver blending quite nicely into the winter gloom. It was cold and the atmosphere seemed bitter towards us, but I knew that if we bred soon enough the foal should be safe. Auds pricked as I heard Selene calling for me, and I answered her back with one of my own deep, bugles. I quickly made my approach to proffer no opportunity for the mare to change her mind, or for any other studs to steal the mares fertility before I could get to it.
Ligaments ceased to move as I stood just to her right, slightly behind though in view. Nips were placed affectionately upon her posterior, hoping to charm and seduce the mare further though my gaze remained upon her; an expression of inquiry from them as I awaited her permission or signal.
[ooc] no ooc [/color] [/blockquote]
It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
I'm not runnin', it's a little different now
Cause one of us is goin'
ONE OF US IS GOIN' DOWN!!!
This is hardly worth fighting for
But it's the little petty shit that I can't ignore
When my fist hits your face and your face hits the floor
It'll be a long time comin'
But you got the message now
Cause I was never goin'
Yeah, you're the one that's going down!
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Post by admin on Aug 29, 2009 13:51:43 GMT -5
Seeing him approaching, the femme smiled, glancing around at the other stallions and mares. They had to hurry. When he reached her, she looked at him for a moment, she flicked her tail and let out her scent when he reached her. He came to her right side and nipped her lightly, she turned and nipped at his jawline, teasing him. She sighed, knowing they had to breed. She moved infront of him, putting her rump to his chest and glancing back, nodding. She braced her legs and waited for him to mount her. She was excited, it was her first time, she shook her mane and snorted softly. ooc;; muse is lowww  |
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Post by blackie on Aug 29, 2009 21:44:34 GMT -5
Define your meaning of war
To me it's what we do when we're bored
I feel the heat comin off of the blacktop
And it makes me want it more
Because I'm hyped up, outta control
If it's a fight I'm ready to go
I wouldn't put my money on the other guy
If you know what I know that I know
It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
I'm not runnin', it's a little different now
Cause one of us is goin'
ONE OF US IS GOIN' DOWN!!!
Nigrescent valves flared, fleshy pink insides making it apparent how much I inhaled her scent. I just now came to the realization that the mare had never been bred for her scent was too fresh and too pure. Labrums twitched with seduction as her lips touched mine, nipping me out of affection perhaps? Cranium tossed as I shyed away from her, though only slightly. Muscular curvature was fully arched as her rump was pressed against my chest, nipping at her posterior before mounting her.
After a few moments my seed had been planted deep within her, sure to ensure a foal as I dismounted and landed on her left side. aerial sensors forward. My gaze was forever more inquiring, curious as to how she was considering it was her first time being bred.
[ooc] It's okay  Me too [/color] [/blockquote]
It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
I'm not runnin', it's a little different now
Cause one of us is goin'
ONE OF US IS GOIN' DOWN!!!
This is hardly worth fighting for
But it's the little petty shit that I can't ignore
When my fist hits your face and your face hits the floor
It'll be a long time comin'
But you got the message now
Cause I was never goin'
Yeah, you're the one that's going down!
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Post by admin on Aug 30, 2009 18:31:57 GMT -5
As he mounted she snorted quietly, letting him take control. When his seed was planted and he dismounted her, she looked at him. As he came to her side she smiled and looked at him. She nodded her head, and waited. Twinsets forward, she flicked her tail and looked ahead of her. She was hoping to see his land, and the mare in it.
She took a small step forward, looking at him again. "To your land?" She questioned with a small smile again.
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Post by blackie on Aug 30, 2009 18:39:43 GMT -5
ooc| I'll start a thread at the herd as a continuation, k?
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Post by admin on Aug 30, 2009 18:42:45 GMT -5
ooc;; ok
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Me too