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Post by wing on Aug 15, 2006 16:22:14 GMT -5
Young fluorescent white fea danced alluringly over the loam on long slender stilts. Tassels dancing over her neck like the fluttering of thousands of tiny wings. The neutral feas dark orbs did not match the lovely serene look of her frame, since they showed a wild and almost unnameable nature. Rearing upon hind pistons raised her muzzle to the sky and let forth a loud screech just for the fun of it. Coming back down on her fore daggers, feeling them deeply scouge the soft loam. Adumbral orbs stared around for any one to talk to or a stag to pick on to fill her boredom.
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Post by pride on Aug 15, 2006 19:27:57 GMT -5
An aire of power surrouned the ebonite stag as he made his way back into the herdless valley. Striking silver orbs glanced admiringly over all the mares that resided in this land; none really caught his attention. Distraught, and about to make his way out, his orbs caught site of a beautiful ivory ess dancing along, a fire in her ebony orbs. A soft smile broke over his gruffly handsome features, bugle parting, admitting a call to the goddess that met his visionaires.
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Post by wing on Aug 15, 2006 19:43:24 GMT -5
Fea hearing the trumpeting bugle from the ebonite stag she whirled to face him. The speed of which she turned made her long silky tassels dance wildly around her dial. Seeing who had called her she trotted forward a few feet to stand before the ebonite stag, dial held high in defiance it was obvious she wasn't one to be muscled around. She enjoyed looking at the stag he was quite handsome.
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Post by pride on Aug 15, 2006 19:48:33 GMT -5
A smirk spread its way about his features, seeing the toughness in her stance and the spunk that lit a fire and clouded in her dark orbs. He gently tossed his dial, long tassels dancing their way across his fascade. Piercing silver orbs followed her as she made her trek to him, blades tightening, muscles flexing under a gleaming pelt as he danced upon his pillars. Lo, ess. I'm Mockingbird but you may call me Bird.
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Post by wing on Aug 15, 2006 20:01:32 GMT -5
Her defiant stance never shifted and her dial was held high ebon orbs blazing defiantly. It was obvious she wasn't one to be pushed around. Hearing him speak she nodded before replying in smooth silky tones. "'Ello Bird. My name is Wing. And I don't answer to nicknames, like Wingy or something stupid like that." After she finished speaking her voids never leaving the stallions frame, a small good natured smirk resting on her facade. But all the while that defiant gleam never left her orbs or stance. She wasn't one to be ruled by treated as an equal, which often got her forcibly kicked out of herds when she didn't want to leave. She more liked to lead or atleast be treated as an equal since she wasn't one to like being dominated by stallions.
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Post by pride on Aug 15, 2006 20:07:14 GMT -5
Ess brought him amusment when her defiant tones and rebel attiude. Soft chuckle escaped a velventine bugle, visionaries meet and locking with hers, staring at her just as she was staring at him. "Well then, Wing it is. Are you sure your name isn't Rebel?" He gently teased, silver orbs dancing about as he inquired. Colors of orange and red splashed against his pelt as the sun began to sink behind the horizon. Goddess before him began to glow, making her beauty only more and more evident.
-gah ure good at this. i feel illiterate))
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Post by wing on Aug 16, 2006 20:36:35 GMT -5
(lol thank you. I try putting thought into my posts. Your pretty good too)
She continued to smirk in amusement hearing him gently tease her. She pretended to look thoughtful for a moment before replying. "Well....I have had a few people call me that" The first word was drawn out playfully as she glanced back at Bird with a continues good natured smirk, her defiant stance holding but it relaxed some what to show she was being playful. Ivory pelt had burst into thousands of un-natural hues as the sun set ebon eyes reflecting the clear light turning them to a lovely silver and red hue. She was enjoying watching the splashes of color erupting upon the brujo's hide, her ebon orbs glittering all the while.
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Post by pride on Aug 16, 2006 20:43:40 GMT -5
(I can tell)
Auds flickered softly as her alluring tones relaxed his bunching shoulder blades, and intriqued him in a challenge. Bugs began to dance about the land as the sun continued to fall deeper and deeper past the horizon line and out of site. His flag whipped back and forth across his hide, bloodsuckers searching out the sweet blood that coarsed through his veins. Long, masculine pillars began to dance softly, muscles flexing and contracting under the rays of the setting sun. His silver orbs glinted with a light playfullness. "I have aquired quite a few nicknames of my own." His pearls reached foward to softly nip the skin resting on her blade, dial snaking back, nape arching.
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Post by wing on Aug 18, 2006 21:52:12 GMT -5
A soft chuckle escaped her grey kissers as he spoke. She noticed he was slowly relaxing so she did the same, her silky banner slashing at the sides of her petite frame shoeing away the vampires from her pelt. Dark defiant occuli turned to watch the sun set for a few moments until it was extinguished by the horizon plunging the pair of equine shapes into darkness. Looking back she noticed that the stag seemed to be getting playful and gave an amused smirk as he nipped at her hide. Her nape arched gracefully as she danced forward to nip his flank in return before dancing away a few feet and releasing a few soft words. "Oh really. And what would a few of those nicknames be?" It was a good natured question a small smirk resting on her maw, as a swathe of stars above them turned her already ivory pelt into a fluorescent white turning her into a phantasm of what she was in daylight.
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Post by pride on Aug 18, 2006 21:56:09 GMT -5
Soft whinny of joy was emitted from his ebonite bugle, her playfullness intriging his full attention. Bod shook lightly when her ivories softly pinched the skin that flanked his hide. Long pillars contiued to dance as he began to canter in a circle around the white goddess. His auds flickered, sweet tones kissing lightly his towers. Once he was at her back, he stopped, pressing his hard, muscled bod up beside hers and whispering in her ear. "You can't take it."
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Post by wing on Aug 18, 2006 22:02:02 GMT -5
The ivory hued vixen took on a small seductive pose as he circled her at a canter. This stag was one of the only one's to keep her interest for this long. As he pressed up beside her and whispered in her aud a small smirk flirting smirk appeared upon her lambrums before replying. "Oh really? Try me" Her words where whispered seductively into his aud a playful gleam showing in her dark occuli.
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Post by pride on Aug 18, 2006 22:10:20 GMT -5
Her seductive glances took him and shook him, but you would never know by looking at his calm and sexy frame. Her look was matched with a smothering sexy look of his own, silver orbs flashing with intenisty as his bugle softly brushed against her nape, teasing it with his pearls. "I have been called many names... but one I keep hearing over and over?" Tounge pushed through the folds of his ebonite bugle to softly lick her nape. "Stud." At once his muscled bod was of hers, chariots carrying him over to a neighborring widow tree. He ducked under neath it, the moonlight shinning right down on the hanging tendrels, tall and stout frame being highlighted and outlined.
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Post by wing on Aug 18, 2006 22:21:40 GMT -5
Even though she couldn't tell she knew that she was having some sort of affect on the stag. And he was beginning to make her into puddy giving in more than she usually did to stags. His own glances where shaking the ivory hued vixen though she didn't show it. She shivered under his touch as his ivories teased her. Watching as he moved off she watched with dancing dark orbs, before giving suit. She noticed how he was silhouetted against the sky and felt her self falling further under his spell. She had heard him speak but he had left before she could reply. Lithe limbs pushed her forward till she was under the the tree with him her pelt brushing against his side. Then soft sweet seductive tone escaped parted lambrums to reach the stags aud. "'Stud' That suites you" She brushed her ivories against his nape before skittering sideways with a small smirk on her mug.
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Post by pride on Aug 18, 2006 22:29:19 GMT -5
Stance was taken beside the trunk of the ol' tree, his sharp silver orbs watching her as she pondered outside. Her sillioute shone underneath the glow of the midnight moon, making his ebon bodice shiver slightly with pure delight. He found that a smirk was glued to his maw as the ess stepped into the cove of branches. Immediatly her soft pelt caressed his hide, his dial turning, captiavating orbs taking hers, glinting softly as clouds of desire gave an alluring glare. "Ah, you already know me so well, my little minx." Soft chuckle rumbled forth, tassels falling over his orbs like a veil.
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Post by wing on Aug 18, 2006 22:40:15 GMT -5
She had danced away from his side to face him her long stilts dancing beneath her. Her heart gave a little leap as she saw the moonlight dancing on his pelt. Aristocratic nape bent in a graceful arch adding to her wild beauty. Her smirk felt like it would never leave her muzzle, as her dark eyes glowed in the moonlight. She noticed his desire, and was sure her own was quite obvious to him as well. Auds pricked forward to catch his words the smirk remaining all the while. Her kissers parted to release her soft alluring tones. "Yes...And yet, you shall never know all of me my stag" It probably wasn't true but she was being playfully flirting to Bird and it was quit plain.
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