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Post by Aniya on Jun 13, 2009 15:34:33 GMT -5
Standing in the shadows of a century old tree, it's limps shading her ebone pelt. Dark orbs drifted across the lands, stopping short upon each fae that stood looking lonely. Trixah was anything but lonely, she was very much at home being by herself. That was how she preferred it most of the time. She'd come to this land to try and find a stallion that could challenge her senses, but from the look of the other fae's, trixah had come to the wrong place. Perhaps there were no stallions of her caliber within these lands.
Trixah wanted a brute, not a kind hearted stag that would pamper her...weakening her skills. She wanted one that she would have to fight to keep, assuring him of her potential to throw him foals with the same coldness that their mother held within her. As well as pledging her soul to the one that could claim her bitter bodice and icy heart.
The Frisian vixen stood silent, watching the pathetic show that played out before her. The sight of the gentle stallion cooeing to the mare of his hearts desire made Trixah sneer in hatred. This was truly not the place for her, she thought as she tossed her black skull violently. Her muscled body twitching from the desire to shed their blood before they could produce another warm hearted equine, but she held herself in check. "Such weakness." She hissed.
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Post by Viali on Jun 13, 2009 16:07:01 GMT -5
"Depends on how you look at it. They desire a home, believing that they will only achieve it by acting like empty-minded idiots."
His voice was sharp, a break in the comfortable silence that had blanketed around him. He could not, for the life of him, determine the reason why he had approached the smaller Frisian in the first place. Was it because she seemed to place herself above the others? He doubted that reason. Haughtiness did not seemed to amuse him. Insanity then? Veil decided on the latter. It wasn't like he hadn't weighed the option before. Every day it seemed to be more so. Just last week he had accepted a different fae into his herd after she asked; he still doubted his decision. Alas, he had no intention of changing it and so the mare remained. She was a Frisian as well.
" I have never fancied those that wrap themselves in such lies. "
Veil continued, in his bored but other emotionless tone. Stallion believed that every horse was dark inside, that those who pretended otherwise were those who entertained lies. Not that he hadn't. Veil was't perfect in that aspect. He couldn't change the past however, so didn't think about it. Odd silver eyes ran over the small meadow, picking what mares he would like to have. Not to his surprise, he found none but the vixen that stood in front of him.
ooc;sorry its a bit short....I was going to include something about his looks, but its basic...so I didn't.
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Post by Aniya on Jun 13, 2009 16:32:08 GMT -5
At the sound of the brute's voice, Trixah turned her skull slowly to gaze at him. Dark half crazed orbs bore back at him. "It's all lies, the way they prance about and pretend that the heart is what makes their decisions." Her tone was soft, not a cold voice but one that didn't seem to fit her outward appearance. It was warm and gentle, yet held the icy frayed edges to it. Pulling air into her lungs, swelling her middle slightly as she turned her attention back to the display before her. Shaking her head in total disgust before turning her bodice slowly to face the stag. "Trixah." She said simply, and dipped her skull ever so slightly giving him the slight showing of respect that she knew she should.
After all the devil was larger than she and her mother had raised no idiot. Respect those you can not best in battle, she had been told from the time she could learn to fight. Dark orbs slowly looked over the layout of his body, strong and handsome. However outward appearances held no intrest to this demoness, she was looking for what dwelt on the inside. Trixah held her opinion to herself for the time being.
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Post by Viali on Jun 14, 2009 11:32:22 GMT -5
Veil angled his head at Trixah's tone. Not all together different from others. Except for the frosted edge. Others strove to make their tone pleasing to the ear, a soft melody. Perhaps they thought it would make them seem peaceful and innocent. It didn't work; for him at the very least. He had been told from a young age, that everything small and fragile has a deadly defense.Nature would creature completely defenseless creatures.
"Veil" He gave in response to her name. He felt a bit more should be said and continued on in a half sarcastic tone. It was hard to tell if he was truly making a joke at all. " Indeed, I was starting to believe that I would have to go else where to have an intelligent conversation." The dark stallion had hoped that Trixah would provide him with such, for it had been a while since he had been able to have a wit filled chat with any one.
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Post by Aniya on Jun 16, 2009 23:59:18 GMT -5
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Post by Aniya on Jun 20, 2009 11:45:13 GMT -5
Trixah had left him standing there, disappearing into the distance. Her time better spent else where.
[ooc: Trixah has already been claimed, so I'm pushing Vexa in here.] Standing in the shadows of a near by tree, watching as the frisian mare disappeared from sight, raising an eyebrow slowly as she uttered a cold laugh. Her three colored pelt was quite breathtaking, the shadows crawled over the white, light tan, and grulla colors of her slender bodice. Silver eyes moved over the frisian stallion before her. "Seems that you have fallen for her little game. She was just as foolish as the others." Vexa uttered as she crept out of the tree's cooling shade. Slashing her ivory whipcord across her hip and down her hocks slowly as she walked towards him. "When they come across as to good to be true, the usually are." Her voice rimmed with icy hatred yet her voice was pleasant to listen to. But her bright silver orbs held the source of her true evil, her mind and her heart was were the demoness's evil radiated from.
Looking him over boldly, a wicked smirk upon her maw as she walked past him not giving him a second look. Her coat patern was not so unusual however the grulla color was. There weren't many of them out there and she was a rarety...or so she had been told. Beauty didn't matter to her, only the presentation of the stags attitude and his cruel manner.
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Post by Viali on Jun 20, 2009 15:09:33 GMT -5
His response to her was shrug. It mattered very little to him (if at all) if Trixah, would have went with him. Silver eyes rolled at the new mares words. " And you are supposed to be better?" He flicked his tail. He listened partially to the interestingly coated mare. Sure he agreed with the statement, almost fully; he had to after his experiences with liars. " Too good to be true? Ha." Veil left it at that.
ooc. sorry for it's shortness, but I thought you would like a post.
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Post by Viali on Jun 22, 2009 21:36:15 GMT -5
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Post by Aniya on Jun 22, 2009 23:38:13 GMT -5
The tricolored paint really didn't pay any attention to him, dipping her elegant cranium towards the emerald colored bermuda grass. It's sweet taste still rolling around on her tongue as she answered him. "Hardly." Was the only thing she said as she started walking away from him. The grulla color in her pelt mixed well with the ivory shade, Vexa knew that her pelt was quite striking and it caused some to want her simply for the color that her dam had cursed her with. Snorting softly as she let her long pillars carry the form out into the open part of the claiming lands.
As Vexa neared another mare, she pinned her ears and made a fake run at the dove. With a squeel the fea turned and cantered away from the demoness.
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Post by admin on Jun 23, 2009 15:19:51 GMT -5
Dark Knight trotted into the land.
He looked around, then saw a mare. A beautiful mare. She chased away another mare and he shook his head in displeasure. But he would have to try.
He snorted and galloped over to her. His neck arched, banner held high.
He stopped infront of her and dipped his head. "I am Dark Knight, you may call me Knight." He said. He came to her and nipped her on the whithers. "Come to my land..." He said, claiming her.
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Post by Aniya on Jun 23, 2009 17:47:22 GMT -5
Dual painted towers took in the approaching sound of another equine. The grulla splotched demononess caught the scent of a stag. 'Great' She thought as she spun her muscular body to face the on coming titan. Pale silver orbs danced over his large ivory and ebony painted bod, snorting softly as she glared at him coldly. 'Dark Knight huh?' Her thinker rolled around inside her cranium, this wasn't going to be good.
As the demon forceclaimed Vexa and nipped her on the her withers, she nipped back at him with sharp ivories. "You'll regret this" She hissed as he began to try and push her towards his land. Kicking out at him with both hind hooves trying to kick him anywhere she might catch him.
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Post by admin on Jun 23, 2009 18:52:53 GMT -5
He snorted. "Don't try to fight with me." He said sternly. He pushed her hip with his chest, doging her kicks. One hit him and he snorted, nipping her on the rump, he pushed on.
He was larger than her, and stronger, he would get her to his land, even if he had to hurt her.
He nipped her again, pushing her harder. They were getting closer to the border of his land, he smile and chuckled softly.
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Post by Aniya on Jun 24, 2009 0:14:21 GMT -5
[ooc: I'm go ahead and post in knights terra]
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Post by admin on Jun 24, 2009 15:16:41 GMT -5
OOC: Ok
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