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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 11:42:21 GMT -5
obsidian daggers crushed the fallen leaves and twigs at his feet. the wind carried his tessels in the breeze gently. the last memories he had the of the terra were only of the flames taking his domain. now the long stalks of jades grew over the patches of sod and the trees recovered or had turned into ash and were gone but his territory was beautiful again. beautiful in llsuh grazing and it still had the dark gloom over it. fog that laid atop the clouds and the darkness of the land was to never disappear.
the stench of another brute lingered in his nostrils as he inhaled the fresh air. audits laced though he knew he could blame no one for his disappearance. but why would he allow someone to take these lands? hadn't they been in his family for few generations?
a deep breath was taken for the brnc relaxed in his old home not worried of being run out of the land. he wasn't scared of any other brujo. if he wouldn't fight for the land he'd think of something |
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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Oct 31, 2006 14:51:25 GMT -5
she wondered what it would look like. the last time she had been here, it had been
consumed in horrible, red flickering flames. her right foreleg had a small scar on it
from the mean flickering flames. she remembered the screaming of the other
contessas, but she stayed right by His side until everyone was out. but now,
there was someone else here. she could smell it in the air, even though she
couldnt see anything, for a thick, green layer seemed to be everywhere.
where the ash had been, jaden now covered it in an endless sea of green. wait.
there was someone else here. her voice was quiet, because the moisture that
was in the air hung heavily around her. 'lash?' someone else rustled in the
emerald stalks nearby. audits flickered, but she didnt feel worried. these
were her old lands, and she should be able to visit them. |
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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 15:37:17 GMT -5
as familar vocals enter his auds a smile crossed his facade as his muscular flints carried him in a dash towards the source. a whicker escaped his chords in reply and he halted beside the dappled temptress before bumping into her playfully. i see you have returned as well as i. his muzzle nuged her nape gently. he expressed the little things that showed his affection toward her.
he understood years laid between them and it was possible with maturity and the years that they both could have changed. he was almost unsure whether to act his full emotions towards her as he had done when they were younger or was it better to hide some like the dark he was? |
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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Oct 31, 2006 15:46:12 GMT -5
she smiled as the obsidian stag approched. she bumped him playfully in return, a small smile
creased her maw. 'i couldnt bare to stay away any longer.' soft velvets traced his crest,
she drew in deep breaths, remembering his scent.
yes, it had been years since they saw each other. she understood his hesitation,
for she hesitated for a moment also. her voice was quiet, yet full of love. 'dont hide anything. maybe
darkness lays in the way of our full love, but it shall come again soon.' she didnt see any reason
to be full of darkness with the one you love. it seemed stupid. |
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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 15:54:31 GMT -5
he smiled once more. he wasn't sure if she'd be the exact same flicka he had fallen in love with so long ago. he nuzzled her boa gently then remembered his reasons for arriving. thye needed to find Rebel that was if he still lived within the fields if he was gone they'd never find him.
audits perked and his nosrtils flared. there was no trace of there herd any longer. the fire had turned the vegation to ash and their scent was gone along with it. scents in the air were over lapped by the stench of burnt trees, the new flowers and emerlds, and now the scent of the new brute.
it was like we were never here. he thought and was unsure where they would look for their son. |
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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Oct 31, 2006 15:59:12 GMT -5
glassy orbs followed his gaze about. she nodded slightly. yes, every trace of them was gone.
everything had burned when the fire swept through. their scents, their markings, their little pond
that had kept them cool in the summer. 'i know.' uhg. losing muse. o, and i sent you a request |
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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 16:04:04 GMT -5
i don't know where to look Retta. its been years where would we look? his vocals were quiet but rough and in his dark tones. whipcord swayed behind him as he thought. visonaries glanced at the atmos carefully for a few moments. the wind blew his dreadlocks from his facade. perhaps we better rest and give it more thought
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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Oct 31, 2006 16:27:59 GMT -5
yes. perhaps thats a good idea. she gazed around, wondering where on earth they would rest. the old trees they used to lay under were gone, along with everything else.
ooc: uhg. sorry for the crappy post.
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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 16:36:24 GMT -5
he stood rather than lay at the moment. he'd keep watch, truthfully they were on someone else's territory. seeing her search for a place to rest his vocals rung out there is no sun Retta trees will not be needed for now the terrace was dark enough and the fog would help hide them though he had himself always found comfort resting under the large willow trees |
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Oct 31, 2006 16:40:37 GMT -5
Spook
Outragous. He thought he saw that pregnant dog and her Warlock besides eachother in his lands? He was definatly wrong. But he wasn't. His visions sharply glared at the couple. He tensed up with rage. His eaves droppers perked to catch their scrony lyris. Puny. Neither of them was no more than 3 springs of earnest. He stuck out his long mahogany stained appendage and left a brutal print in the sand. His dentals clenched in the jaw, so tight one stirk from his mighty skull would knock one down. He lurched forward into the others presense. His insense was in the land and he intended for it to stay there. He stood there, serpatine arched into a fighting stance. He towered over the small drake and his muscle rippled from his peltage and bulged through more than the other warlocks did. He scoffed at the mere ignorant bronc. He waited with the patience of a child. He knew how these things worked, and fear was no option at this moment. He stood getting low to the ground ina cutting stance, just like his pasture mates did to the cattle, before he was set free. He did the same but angrier.
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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Oct 31, 2006 16:43:56 GMT -5
orbs flickered back towards him, seeing that he would stand rather than lay. yes, they were
on someone elses territory. she was tired though. oh so tired. she walked over to a small tree,
and stood beside it. through the fog, lash looked more handsome than ever, standing
tall and strong. she let her strong pillars collapse under her, bringing her delicate bodice to
the ground, she looked up and saw lash. then, laying her cranium upon the soft grass, she fell into
a deep, dreamless sleep. |
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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 16:57:17 GMT -5
finally so the hellion did come. the 6 year old brujo's audits laced and his nostrils flared. he snickered to Retta not hesitant to wake her. he made no glance toward his lover as his focus was upon the other bronc. you are so quick to attack stag, do you have an urge to die or feel defeat? foolish to attack so quickly? at least it most commonly was.
but Lash was not caught off gaurd he had been awaiting the presence of the other jock for quite some time now |
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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Oct 31, 2006 17:05:51 GMT -5
within a moment of his nicker she was on her feet. being lead mare for so long, she was quick
to respond to him. her glassy orbs narrowed in on the other jock. so, this must be the land's new
leader. she stepped in beside lash, ready if this young brute wanted to attack. a small smirk
laid upon her features, this jock acted big and strong, but he was weak inside. |
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Post by collisian on Oct 31, 2006 17:14:45 GMT -5
ooc: i'll ait for exhaust to come back on and reply
ooc(psylie): ok
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Oct 31, 2006 17:29:46 GMT -5
// hmm too low on muse right now posty laters//
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