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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Jul 17, 2009 2:35:52 GMT -5
Irish Impression galloped into the dark canyons. His steel grey coat was darkened with sweat as he reared high, his ebony pillars stroking his grey dappled belly. His twinsets lay flat against his skull as he screamed to the blue sky, filled with fluffy white clouds "I , Irish Impression, Challenge Deadly Sin, To a fight for Amathis Dunes!" He screamed, prancing as he awaited for the other stallion. The tall canyon wall surrounded him, yellow rocks. The floor was littered with bones from other stallions, and rocks of natrual colours tumbled down. |
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Post by ~*Lone_Filly*~ on Jul 17, 2009 20:14:42 GMT -5
 Deadly Sin He trotted towards Impression. He wasn't going to let him win the fight. Others, didn't call him deadly for nothing. "Im here for the fight, if you wish to surrender, just say so." He said. He was bored, he didn't really want to fight right now.. But if he had to, he would do so. |
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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Jul 17, 2009 23:51:39 GMT -5
Irish Impression reared imperiously, his scream echoing on the yellow canyon walls. He wanted this territory. He had fought many a stallion for mares on the farm, used to fighting in the fields. He had fought at shows, making it hard for his handlers to train him and get him in the field. He was physically stronger and bigger then this horse, standing a proud 17hh with the bulk and expertise of a showjumper. |
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Post by ~*Lone_Filly*~ on Jul 18, 2009 0:09:54 GMT -5
Deadly Sin
He looked the stallion up and down.
Then again, maybe he did want to.
The only other land, was that one, full of crocs.
He pawed the ground, thinking wisely.
"You may be taller, but no horse on earth, can compare to my speed and stamina." He spoke quietly.
Most stallions, would call him weak, but he was still strong enough to get a human off his back.
"Why so quiet? Scared?" His demonic side was starting to show.
There was that strange look in his eyes, he was blood thirsty.
"Blood... Theres never enough blood.." He mumbled to himself.
He stepped towards him.
A smile on his face, he truely had a demon inside of him.
Hades, his spirit lived in him, the god of the underworld, and death.
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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Jul 18, 2009 0:19:14 GMT -5
Impression snorted and arched his neck as the stallion taunted him with his useless words. impression sneered "How could I be scared of a colt like you?" He scoffed. "I always heard Anglo-Arabs had a temper liek a thoroughbred and the weakness and daintity of a arab" Impression scoffed again, backing up until he reached the canyon wall. He leapt onto a small rocky outhang, only a metre or so above the ground. He stood on the rock. "Your a bit cocky there I think personally." He said, cocking his head a little. "No horse can compare to my speed and stamina" He mimicked, his voice babyish. "I bet I could compare to your speed and stamina. I was bred for that" he sneered |
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Post by ~*Lone_Filly*~ on Jul 18, 2009 0:29:56 GMT -5
Deadly Sin
"Colt? Oh tough words! Good comeback!" He began to laugh at the stags words.
"How about you go back to your humans?! Noone cares about you here! You were bred for competitions, not for the wild, like I was." He scoffed.
"You think your so good, being bred for everything. Fishpaste! Thats untrue, and we all know it!" He said simply.
"Why dont you come down here, and fight me? If you had any brains to do so." He sighed, bored with the conversation.
"How about we get down to business now? Hes itching for your blood. He loves to see it rain it!" He said.
He reared, pawing the air, taunting him to come and fight for the land.
"If you dont fight, I will take your life, and the land. Maybe it would be better for you, if you surrender?"
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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Jul 18, 2009 0:42:17 GMT -5
Impression snorted as the words blew over him like a gust of wind "Hmm?" He said thoughtfully. "Did you say something?" He asked the stag. The grey stallion stood on the ledge. His mane glowed in the dim morning light, illuminated by the yellow canyon walls. His mane and tail swayed gently in the warm breeze, hot in the canyon walls. Shadows crept around the edge of the canyon and Impression knew he had the advantage. He was larger and more agile, bulk built up over a couple years of training. He arched his neck as he didn't move, daring the other stallion to come up and get him. His eyes held a twinkle as he relaxed, knowing the foolish colt wouldn't bother to come up and get him. He tossed his head, his dark steel colored forelock falling across his alabaster face.
He looked down on the younger colt, bored. "Are you to much of a coward to fight me? Afraid you will get hurt" He said in a baby voice, taunting and mocking the smaller dainty colt. He smiled grimly as he stood upon the yellow hued rock , knowing he was the one who would win the fight. And he would make sure the other stallion knew he wouldn't get away with taking the land he wanted |
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Post by ~*Lone_Filly*~ on Jul 18, 2009 20:01:37 GMT -5
Deadly Sin
He turned around leaving the stallion.
"I forfeit.. I dont want to waste my time on you.. You'll pay one day though.." He said.
He left, to claim the land, with the crocs.
ooc: Im really lazy in fights.. Cant be bothered right now.. This week.. So forfeiting..
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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Jul 19, 2009 3:53:58 GMT -5
ooc: You sure? We can just delay it for a bit?
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Post by jamie12 on Aug 6, 2009 5:42:16 GMT -5
Raven trots over to Impression after seeing him come out
"why did you not fight, I thought you would have won" the little filly says
Thinking: I really think sin would have won but he forfieted.
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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Aug 7, 2009 3:09:51 GMT -5
Impression snorted as the stallion turned down his slaim. his orbs sparkled as he swung his skull to face the fae before him. His appendages pawed the earth as his abstract coat sparkled in the dim light. Cloudy pelt glistned beneath sun as his twinstes swiveled forward.The mare seemed nice enough. Hmm. He trotted slightly stiffly with a spring in his step as he sharply nipped her shoulder."Thankyou" he said with a smile. "Now your coming with me" He said.He rubbed his musky scent along her bodice, circling her, marking he as his own.
He gave her a real nip, on thw withers, sharp and painful but not enough to break the skin. The nip was to control her, yet to claim her. He stepped back aruond, his gait smooth as he bumped her hindqauters with his broad chest. his orbs narrowed slight bit as he glared at her. "Go Along now" he said, giving her another small nip as his twinsets flew back. He bumped her in the direction of Amathis Dunes, his home. |
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Post by jamie12 on Aug 15, 2009 0:50:59 GMT -5
Raven trots back to the land after talking to impression.
Thinks: I'm happy that impression won.
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