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Post by Aniya on Jul 1, 2009 22:22:04 GMT -5
The evening sun was setting when the buckskin dove stepped from the dense thicket. Shaking the droplets of rain from her silky pelt as she stretched her long slender muscles. Tossing her beautifully carved cranium, flipping her ebon mare back and forth. The thunder rumbled loudly as the buckskin fae stretched her long ebon limbs before her as the rains began to fall. Drenching her pelt within a few seconds, the fae ran through the rains. Bucking wildly as the cool liquid soaked her.
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Post by Silver Arrow's {Angel} on Jul 1, 2009 22:30:11 GMT -5
The large black stag wandered into the lands. He was called many names, but the main name was Dead End. He trotted up to the mare. Hello. A mare as beautiful as you makes this place look plain. I'm Dead End. And you are?
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Post by Aniya on Jul 1, 2009 22:47:37 GMT -5
Rasta looked at the large ebon stallion, tossing her skull slowly before bucking a few more times. "Rasta." She said softly as she finally became still, turning her beautiful face up to the sky watching the rain fall from the dark clouds. Snorting softly before leaning her skull to the earth so she could graze slowly. Swishing her ebon whipcord slowly back and forth against her hocks.
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Post by Silver Arrow's {Angel} on Jul 1, 2009 22:51:17 GMT -5
Dead end smiled. Beautiful name. Rasta, would you like to join me in my lands? he asked her kindly. He was hoping she would say yes.
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Post by Aniya on Jul 1, 2009 23:00:38 GMT -5
The buckskin dove perked her ears and turned her skull in thought. "And what does your land offer if I should accept?" She asked before going back to grazing. Rasta wanted to look through all of her options and with only one stallion around at the moment it really wasn't going through all her options.
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Post by Silver Arrow's {Angel} on Jul 1, 2009 23:21:50 GMT -5
Dead thought about that for a moment. Security, companionship, new friends. he said with a charming smile.
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Post by Aniya on Jul 1, 2009 23:33:37 GMT -5
Shaking her pelt gently as she took a few steps forward thinking about what he had to offer. "Well, I hate to make any decision before I've checked all my options." She said as she looked at him with dark orbs. Twinsets perked forwards as she glanced back around her, curious to all the other stags that might be around.
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Post by .:Golden:. on Jul 1, 2009 23:37:28 GMT -5
There were other stags, approaching the gorgous mare.
One stag, was Gladiator, king of The Clearing.
His coat was the same shade as Rasta's.
His body was powerfully built, and he had excellent speed and stamina.
"Good evening" He spoke, trotting towards the two.
"My name is Gladiator.. May I know yours, beautiful fae?" He spoke.
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Post by Aniya on Jul 1, 2009 23:52:23 GMT -5
Rasta turned her elegant crown slowly towards the new stallion of the same hue. Dipping her skull in greeting. "Hello Gladiator, I am Rasta." She said softly. |
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Post by .:Golden:. on Jul 2, 2009 0:29:07 GMT -5
Gladiator dipped his head to her.
"Greetings, Goddess Rasta." He replied.
"I am they king of The Clearing, I have a lead mare called Delilah. Unfortunatly.. I have no other mares."
He bowed to her.
He shook his mane and took one hoof and placed it infront of her.
"Madam.. You are such a dazzling beauty.. Would you come with me?"
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Post by Aniya on Jul 2, 2009 0:36:25 GMT -5
Rasta glanced around at the two stallions, thinking her options over slowly. Swishing her long ebon chains against her hocks and flank. "Sorry Dead End, Gladiator I accept your offer." The buckskin dove said as she stepped closer to the sand colored stallion, nipping him gently on the shoulder waiting to be led to his terra.
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Post by .:Golden:. on Jul 2, 2009 1:04:19 GMT -5
Gladiator snorted and swished his tail.
He led her away.
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