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Post by azalle on Feb 17, 2006 0:15:58 GMT -5
| Acidulous earth toned windows turned within the shadowage, steel frame failing to become hidden though it was not as though the femme cared |
| Second thoughts of her turning from a loner arose from her thinkbox, ashen kissers twitch in a sneer, audits flick back to blend with her skull harshly |
| Luckily the scars upon her hide were merely faintly visible though she had many they were hidden by her hue |
| Shafts carry their darken mistress along the border boredom prodding the femme to continue on her way, nape arched in case of suprise attack she was soon tired of being understated from her size and was a fighter from birth |
| Ebonite chains slash at her barrels in utter irritation as crown was thrashed violently though the darkness which she lay cloaked in |
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Post by azalle on Feb 18, 2006 1:16:49 GMT -5
| Pools were raised to the stag as he approached though she stood placidly windows softening slightly |
| Sigh uttered slightly as he spoke knowing it was not going to be good matters as audits flicked forth to the stallion, her king |
+ Yes? +
| She murmered attempting to hide the apprehension in her tones |
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Post by azalle on Feb 18, 2006 1:42:15 GMT -5
+ Ok, then discuss away +
| Raven chains swept at her side in annoyance of awaiting the reply to what there talk was to be about, perhaps another brute was growing sick of her though it seemed time oh well guess she was meant to be a loner |
| Carbon emitted slowly though nares she had not done anything to the other mare besides keep alert for she had been attacked many other times and did not deserve to be condemned for that so she was unsure of his next speech |
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Post by azalle on Feb 18, 2006 1:52:35 GMT -5
| Carbon was visibly released as it was not a foul topic mug outstretched to meet the stags in a rare gesture as limbs shifted to place the femme beside her king |
| Chain flicked placidly at her hocks swaying within the calm zephyr earth toned pools soften slightly beneath ashen tresses |
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Post by ricochet on Feb 18, 2006 17:01:58 GMT -5
The Stallion stood next to the mare, glad that she had become so passive.
"Look to the fields. From here, you may be able to see the ones which frolic in their innocence. Not but one worry floods their small heads. What happend to our innocence, for I know there is none left in me. I have seen things, heard things, that I know I should not. You, do you see the foals? Innocent foals?"
The obsidian brute's gaze was far off and clouded as he spoke. Recolecting his childhood was not the most joyous thing for him to do.....
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Post by azalle on Feb 19, 2006 1:48:21 GMT -5
| Pools trail into the distance in which he had gestured as she spotted the scene that unraveled haunted her. Grimace overtook the placid femmes features though it was hid as she tucked her mug to her chest. She had never been one of those foals no matter how much she had wished it couldn't have come true. |
| Sinnehs tense though not as visibly she was extremely keen on hiding the haunted memories for she had never trusted one so much to as unveil them. She knew that she trusted him though and perhaps would discuss them if he probed farther |
+ Indeed though I myself have never known those days +
| Statement was hesitant though tones projected slight confidence in her ability to trust him |
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Post by ricochet on Feb 19, 2006 3:44:11 GMT -5
"Neithar have I. I wish that I had the chance to be a foal, though. I would, possibly, be different than I am today. I have a cloud of darkness hanging over my soul." His eyes grew dark and cold. His gaze extended far past the fields, past the ends of the earth.
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Post by dammar on Feb 19, 2006 16:13:47 GMT -5
| Soft exhale of carbon rose to the atmos. No speech was uttered in feeble attempt to control the haunting thoughts that fluttered through the femmes mind. She remained reserved. Audits lazily flick back descending to her skull in a placid manner. Fore dagger struck the sod in an instant pang of boredom. Mug then slowly lowered to the sod easing hunger pains. Ivories snap at the emerald shoots within murderous bites. Chains flick gently at her ebony hocks. Nares flared slightly at the gathering dew upon the jade carpet before her. Sinners shift beneath glossamer hide causing ripple beneath her peltage |
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