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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Sept 27, 2009 18:04:35 GMT -5
The mare shook her head. She was partially dominant but settled for less. the mare loked into the brute's eyes. "Lavender. Hello Habit." No smile formed on her maw but she was content with the land, it was nice. She was just 3 now, and had decided to leaveher father's land. She was not really sweet, it was her mask. she was stern and did not trust many. But shecould always come to trust her life long stallion.
The stallion seemed strong and powerful. New of course though, that wasn't an excellent sign. But with some work it would grow. Yes, yes it would. She lowered herself from the stallion, but equal with the other fae.
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Post by admin on Sept 27, 2009 19:36:16 GMT -5
ooc;; linds, stay with the post order please... (Habit, Athena, then Lavender.)) If I forgot to post, tell me, I have been busy.
Skull nodded slowly as he asked about her. She looked at him for a moment and flicked her tail. She sighed and nodded. "I was born in a large herd, forgotten by my family which made me mad and angry. I found a smaller herd, but was abused when I birthed stillborn." She went on after a short pause, thinking back. "I met yet another stallion, who I ended up leaving..." She trailed off as a mare came. Turning herself so she was slightly at Habits side, though not too close to him. She watched the mare, sweet.. stupid. She shook her mane and stood silently. Watching her try to be sweet with him, though noticing, unlike Lavender that Habit was not pleased with this. She stood tall, smaller than Habit, but taller than the mare.
She watched the mare ignore her, and decided to wait to see what Habit would say.. if she should introduce herself or not. She flicked her tail and waited.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Sept 27, 2009 20:04:40 GMT -5
The mare looked at Habit. Her whipcord cut the air sharply and the fae had a smile on her maw. It wasn't sweet though, and it wasn't evil. It was plotting, plotting on how to begin her life here. If he would nip and accept her. The mare infront of her was pitch black and shiny. Maybe 15 hands, where Lavender was about 16. But she knew well enough that size didn't matter.
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Post by Viali on Sept 29, 2009 16:17:31 GMT -5
Habit frowned slightly, thought at what, it wasn't clear. There was something slightly off about Lavenders smile and her behavior seemed to be too stoic, but who was he to criticize her? He wore a mask for the majority of his life.
The draft reached forward and nipped her quickly, and then Athena, just grazing the skin. A look of disgust managed to cross his face before he managed to get it back under control. Habit ran his tongue rapidly across his teeth. Nipping always seemed unnatural to him. Disgusting, though, as well.
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Post by admin on Sept 29, 2009 17:33:30 GMT -5
Athenas gaze shifted from Lavender to Habit as he nipped her. She watched him for a moment and slightly shook her head, not liking the mare infront of her. Though trying to be polite she smiled a not so sweet smile, more like one looking her over. Though one Habit could not see unless he were infront of her aswell. "I'm Athena." She said.
She realized the mare had adressed her, Athena must have missed it though, she shook it off and flicked her tail, she was in heat. Her scent filled the air, and she did not really care. She watched the mare, waiting for 'instructions' from Habit.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Sept 30, 2009 18:25:11 GMT -5
The mare flicked her tail, from boredom most would guess. She did not mind any horses here, yet. She was in heat, never bred before her scent sweet and inviting. It was almost at it's peak, but her nostrils did not notice the other fae's at all. Sighing she rolled her eyes inwardly as the stallion cleaned his teeth, or tried to.
He seemed kind of retarted to her, but she would put up with it for now. she turned to leave and do her own thing. Walking a few steps she dipped her head to graze, on some green, tastless grass.
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Post by Viali on Oct 5, 2009 18:47:26 GMT -5
Habit turned away from Lavender for now, turning to the slightly older fae. Athena. He walked away a little bit, too a slightly darker place in the land. The draft wasn't all too used to the sunshine yet. Faded black banner flicked, motioning Athena to him. Once she was there, he spoke. "I don't suppose you would like a foal?" His voice was clipped and precise; curious. He didn't look at her quite, only staring off into the distance.
ooc|bla, I hate this post.
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Post by admin on Oct 5, 2009 18:54:07 GMT -5
Athena watched Lavender for a moment, she was lost in thought and had a tired look on her face, though really, she could run around the land. She flicked her long banner as Habit motioned to her, at his question she nodded.
"I'd like one." She said softly.
The femme glanced at Lavender and nodded to herself, realizing she had probably been bred by Habit already. She trotted towards the breeding grounds, waiting for him. ooc;; its fine
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Post by Viali on Oct 5, 2009 18:56:00 GMT -5
ooc|Shall I make a post in the breeding grounds?
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Post by admin on Oct 5, 2009 18:58:37 GMT -5
ooc; sure
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Oct 5, 2009 19:34:59 GMT -5
Lavender flicked her tail as the two moved off. Nickering a goodbye she waited in the shade of a low tree. The branches hung down as she walked through the moving branches, they parted as she went through.
She stood hidden in the dark tree, waiting patiently for thw tow, bred by Habit already she felt blessed to be bred first, and arriving latest here.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Oct 10, 2009 12:49:39 GMT -5
ooc: I plan on making Lavender die due to wolves, that ok? I am slowly quitting, got too many horses!
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Post by Viali on Oct 10, 2009 15:36:16 GMT -5
ooc|will she foal first?
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Oct 11, 2009 7:32:54 GMT -5
ooc: Sure I'll do that now.
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