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Post by Aniya on Aug 31, 2009 17:49:17 GMT -5
Icy winds brought the snow down from the mountains where it accumulated year round. It's frosty bite not seeming to bother the larger bodied equines, though the skinnier breeds would feel the biting cold through their winter pelts. Dancing along the edge of the meadow was a dark figure, it's gate graceful and form sleek. Feathered sable pillars pushed through the light dusting of snow that covered the claiming grounds lightly sloping grounds.
Snorting softly as the vix entered over into the lands, letting herself come to a well planned stop beneath the snow draped branches of an ever green tree. Trixah's midnight coat was slightly dusted with the alabaster powder, giving her a liquid sheen to her form. Movement's like the easily moving water over the rocks in spring. Flicking her thick train against her hocks as dark visionaries searched the lands before her. This was her first trip here though her second chance with a stallion, her stud had disappeared from their land. Leaving his lead mare to deal with the new stallion, who was nice enough...though a little to nice.
Trixah was one who needed a stern stallion, though one that would understand what made her tick. That she did nothing to be rude, it was simply the way she was. Many took her the wrong way, however aged as she was now perhaps their wasn't as much fight left in her as was once before. Twisting her elegant friesian skull towards the surrounding directions to keep a watchful eye upon who approached her. |
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Post by blackie on Aug 31, 2009 17:56:42 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!!!
The air was still biting at my ashen hued pelt, spring seeming to have closed its arms to me so that only bitterness enveloped my chassis. The new, light emerald coloured shoots of fresh grass of the season provided me with ample nourishment to build my body mass back up, thickening my muscles and brining me back to my normal weight of 1100 pounds. Thus the constant bashing of late, winter conditions did not bother me, plus my island was plenty tropical enough to not be effected by cool temperatures as much as the main land was. It was this adjustment however - going from the island to Delepio Meadows - that provoked a small shiver to ripple through out my body. It was brief, random and never happened again as I created a fortress, merely enjoying the soft grass beneath my caustic hooves and the fresh breeze which caressed my flesh.
It was well known to all spectators why I as here for the land was meant for only one thing. The winter season had deprived the meadows of the ample amount of mares searching for homes, but I hoped that the arrival of Spring - regardless of how cold it remained - brought some of lone mares from their hiding. I had both the luck and disadvantage of being a sort of exile around here - few heard of me other than my herd members, those that had considered me to be quite callous and saidstic, and the desolate position of my island deprived me of much needed socialization. They were all positives mixed with negatives, but I didn't think about it much. I only smelled the fresh, clean scent of a mare - possibly in heat, no doubt a nomad.
Aerial sensors shot forward as labrums parted, calling out for the mare, requesting her to announce her position and perhaps work her way towards me. Caudal appendage was erect and cast slightly to one side, showing royalty and confidence as I quivered from excitement of the mare. I called for her once more, tenor deep and coarse, demanding rather than authoritative. Cranium tilted, gaze searching the land as I waited for any sign of her.
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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 Aniya on Sept 8, 2009 21:03:04 GMT -5
k, if you want to post with him. it should be interesting
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