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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Oct 1, 2009 21:16:18 GMT -5
"Respect is something that holds my herd together and lets it function. Respect can only be earned, never deserved. If you will not respect me as your herd leader, as a favored mare, then maybe it's better if you do not come with me."
He said. His voice was cold, but quiet at the same time. his orbs locked onto hers, promising he would not be the first to look away. Surprise could be a kind stallion, or his temper could be fiery. He pinned his listeners as he awaited the mare's answer. |
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Post by The Grim Reaper on Oct 5, 2009 23:55:25 GMT -5
"Idiot."
She rolled her eyes, what a pathetic stallion, he was!
She didn't believe those were the true factors of respect, and she wouldn't argue about it.
He was getting on her nerves, more and more, and she had, had enough.
She rolled her eyes.
He was just another idiot stallion, making up, what respect was.. To him, that may be as he said, but in reality, not true, one bit.
She turned her bodice away from him, she guessed that she was too much for him to handle, maybe it were better if he went home.
Word Count: 97
Muse Level: bad/average/good/excellent
My mood: Sick.
Zira's Mood: annoyed, and superior. |
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Post by admin on Oct 9, 2009 16:00:13 GMT -5
Dark Knight trotted into the claiming lands. He nickered, and glanced ahead. The sun was going down, and it was getting colder. He shook his coat and flipped his mane. Hooves came to a silent stop as he stood in the trees. Watching a fae turn down Surprise.
He wondered if she was too much for him to handle as well, she seemed it. He didn't let the thought last long in his thoughts because soon he was trotting forward, towards the mare and soon was infront of her, though slightly to the side. He snorted bluntly and looked at her once, then spoke.
"Hello femme."
He could smell her scent already when he was in the trees, and it was beautiful... He was still looking for a queen to help lead his land and give him a worthy heir, maybe she would be the one. She could not be all soft.. stern, keeping mares in their place. His mares now seemed a little on the soft side.. maybe she could help him. |
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Post by ::MakybeDiva428:: on Oct 9, 2009 19:59:04 GMT -5
Surprise snorted, his listeners pinned back. She had insulted him, but he did not care. She was the one who ended up worse. He eyes the mare coolly, finally deciding upon his retort.
"It would be best if you do not come back with me....,But then again, it is your choice."
He said, his voice cold. He stood, his eyes wandering as he waited for the mare's answer. His black whipcord slashed from side to side like a cat's. |
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Post by The Grim Reaper on Oct 16, 2009 18:33:48 GMT -5
She shook her mane and snorted at Surprises words.
She rolled her eyes, what a pathetic stag, she didn't even care if she went with him or not, she didn't think any of these stags, could..tame her.
"You're loss then."
She moved on, to the next stag, that had greeted her, regarding her as a femme.
She smiled at him, graciously.
"Greetings.. My name is.."
She turned to glance at Surprise.
She flicked her whipcord at him, and turned back to Dark Knight.
"Corrupted Soul." |
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