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Post by The Wild One on Nov 4, 2006 21:36:53 GMT -5
[red] Swift movements carressed her bodice.
Galloping into the terra her deep ebon bodice showed brightly against the sands of the desert.
Jasmine- a darq possessing undeserved beauty.
Her dainty bodice was sleek and beautiful.
Her rich onyx hue never fading.
Black ooids deep as her hue surveying the land.
Optics flickering with any signs of movement.
Jasmine is not alone.
A colt of the same onyx hue and arabian blood followed closely behind. His mass containing a small white star 'pon his facade.
Dainty as her, however he would grow up to be strong.
Jasmine's crania held high, nape arched as she approached the terrain. My kind of place she thought.
Her overpowering beauty would stun any stag.[/red] [/center] OOC: her pic- i made it   |
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 4, 2006 22:00:05 GMT -5
The ebon owner of the terrain was soon seen. He was galloping down the ridges from the middle one. He landed at the bottom and slowed eyeing the mare. O'er his coat hung an air of burghndy. The sun beat down hard on him and his coat was slick with sweat. He watched the mare closely, before his steely gaze darted to the colt. He didn't like it. No other brute's offspring would live in his terra. He stalked slowly up to the banshee. He would let the colt live, just not here or with his mother. He stopped in front of her.
What buissness does thou have here, banshee? And to bring anothers offspring to the terra of another? Foolish.
He snorted. He wanted to see her spirit. Would she permit this? {Me likee} |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 5, 2006 19:47:56 GMT -5
[red] "Banshee? More like a demoness." she hissed.
"I entered thou's terrain simply by placing daggar in front of daggar, pillar before pillar. I stumbled 'pon this deathly place. It suits me. So we will be staying here." she retorted.
She flicked her whipcord at the blood thirsty pests surrounding her ebon hindquarters.
She swatted at their vicious attempts to sink into her flesh.
[/red] OOC: actually pretend she doesnt have the colt yet- they can have the colt later- ill modify my posts-?k? |
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 5, 2006 20:27:12 GMT -5
He snorted, and his eyes hardened. He arched his nape slightly and pinned his catchers for a second. He rested his dagger 'pon the sand while hesearched the banshee's pools for clues.
You have sass, banshee. I like that. But, you are over confident, that will get you no where with me. And as for staying, we'll see about that.
With that he turne. He cantered back to the mountain. He jumped powerfully up each step until he reached the top. He dipped his noggin into the water for a sip, before bounding back down to the middle step where he disapeered into a cavern. OOC: sure thing. |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 6, 2006 18:13:16 GMT -5
[red] "Humffff" she huffed. Then and idea came to her I will follow him.
Galloping swiftly behind him her dainty bodice easilly made it's way through the windy ledges.
Suddenly she entered the cavern. Cautiously placing her stilts. Where is he? she wondered.[/red]
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 6, 2006 20:52:31 GMT -5
He heard the soft russle of her daggers scratching against the sand. He blended in perfectly to the inky blackness that surrounded him. As he heard the clack, he hung back, waiting. He wanted her to enter more, so there was no turning back. Unbeknowst to her, there was a deep pool in the middle of the cavern. He had learned this, the hard way. If she got past that, he would reveal himself. If not, he would let her drown. The hard truth in the world of the darks. |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 10, 2006 18:15:56 GMT -5
[red] Jasmine walked deeper into the cave. She stepped cautiously when 1 hoof fell straight into the lake. She started to fall head first and screamed with fright. Catching herself she heaved her bodice up with her haunches. Shaking her exquisite crania she then slowly swam across the pool. Pulling her soaked mass she shook off some of the water. She then began to look around while catching her breath.[/red]
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 11, 2006 12:15:05 GMT -5
He gathered himself and propelled himself, lunging out at her. His back hooves never left the ground, so he just landed. He laughed coldly and felt her wet coat with his mug, just to know her location. A dry breeze came through the opening, carrying sand, so he stepped back, guarded from the entrance. When it was done, he shook the bit of sand from his coat and walked back to her, waiting for her to speak. |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 11, 2006 17:46:35 GMT -5
[red] Slightly frightened, She looked up at him, "You surprised me." was all that escaped her kissers.
She hoped he would accepte her but he was a tough one and she hardly knew him.[/red]
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 11, 2006 20:51:21 GMT -5
He smirked but looked at her puzzled. Most darks would not share their true feelings. She was different. He liked that.
That's what I was aiming for. But a quaestion. What is thy cursage?
He asked her. The first remark was cold, but he was a ruthless dark and didn't care. He waited for her reply as he wandered around the lake and to the entrance. |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 12, 2006 9:32:47 GMT -5
[red] She didn't care if he wanted to frighten her, she smirked than recomposing herself,
"Thy cursing is Jasmine. What is thy cursage yourself?" she hissed.
She glanced around thedark cave. Her ooids had adjusted minutes ago so she saw that instead of swimming she could have walked around the lake. That's what a mind is for... she scolded herself. SHe glanced about the vast dark cavern.[/red]
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 12, 2006 17:18:57 GMT -5
He turned his crania and took a few steps into the blinding sun. It was noon, the sun was highest in the sky. It was as hot as it would ever be. His ebonite coat absorbed the sunlight as much as he wished it wouldn't. Lifting his crania to the dry grasses he nipped a few. He then bounded up the steps and drank from the top pool. It was better then the one in the cave, purified by the sun. He nickered and waited for her to come. |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 16, 2006 16:20:23 GMT -5
[red] She followed closely, nickering back to him. Her deep onyx bodice catching rays of the brutal sun as she lipped the desert grass.[/red]
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Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 17, 2006 14:13:58 GMT -5
They stayed for an hour or so as there was shade and he did not feel like going back to the stone of the cave. Before long the sun beagan to sink back in the horizon. Almost immediatly, a deep chill swept through. He snorted and lgot up from his post beneath a tree. He looked down the hill and turned toward her.
We should go down and look for more sustainable food. THe grass won't help us long.
He began jumping down to the shifting sands at the bottom. |
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Post by The Wild One on Nov 17, 2006 16:47:22 GMT -5
[red] She nodded quietly. Then bolting off behind him her dainty yet speedy and agile bodice breezed down the paths.
She looked over at him and nipped his shoulder playfully.[/red]
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