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Post by elle on Dec 3, 2006 13:07:03 GMT -5
Alabaster fae looked about for her bestowed. Glassy orbs search the ruins. Sombra was not used to be simply disreagarded by anyone, much less the leader. Audits pin as she moves forward, sinew gathering and releasing to carry her foward. Finding a small overhand of eroded stone, she stands, a white angel trapped on earth, standing like a statue, awaiting for her epiphany, whether to stay or go.
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 4, 2006 13:30:09 GMT -5
Slightly steamed light-hued Sombra could be seen by peering pools, their darkness consuming her figure into his mind. Decision was thought to allow her to stand there, alone...but Filth thought otherwise. Oynx flints hithered to her, pistons gracefully lifting and falling to the two-beat he presented. Sensing some distaste for him, he sauntered close, but still a few feet away. Kissers parted...
"Sombra, dear....What troubles you?" |
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Post by elle on Dec 5, 2006 12:02:19 GMT -5
Sombra turned her angelic crown to face her king, a small smile spread on her lips. Finally, someone paying the lovely mare some attention. She turned her bodice to face the ruler head on, a small dip of her head given in respect.
"My dear King, there is nothing wrong with me, I just thought this was how life was at the ruins, quite and alone."
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 5, 2006 12:47:17 GMT -5
He felt that he had been neglectful of his other mares, and as she finished singing, he stepped close to her and nuzzled her nape with his velvet maw.
"Sorry for not being a good King to you, my Sombra. I don't see you often, so I will try to make the best of our time together. You do realize it's breeding season...and I've been awaiting my mares to be ready. When will you be ready, love? Not trying to seem overly forward."
He smiled and gently rubbed his nares upon hers, the soft skin delightful. |
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Post by elle on Dec 5, 2006 18:19:13 GMT -5
The petite mare smiled and dipped her desert head. She had indeed come into heat, she was surpirsed the stallion had not noticed, or perhaps he had, and was simply waiting on her sign. A small lift of the tail was given, and movement towards the stallion. She wrapped her white body close to his, circling him, a small smirk laid on her lips.
"i guess sometimes I just disspear with the fog. But so is life. and my dear king, I have been ready for you before now."
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 6, 2006 10:14:25 GMT -5
Her perfume was entrancing, the aroma sending a chill down his spine. A boyish grin was written on his mask, as she tempted him so...
"We shall mate on Pacolette Trail, shall we travel there, dove?"
He spoke impatiently, he was ready to go...really ready. |
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Post by elle on Dec 6, 2006 12:45:22 GMT -5
goes to the trail
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