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Post by mycheese on Nov 22, 2006 10:16:17 GMT -5
 Diamond Spirit awaited the moment to be claimed. A light or darq, it didn't matter to her. As long as she had someone to love her. She walked up and down the valley, took a couple swigs of the spring water. Walked up and down again. Tore some green stalks for a snack. And pretty much waited; just..waited.. |
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Post by Chloe on Nov 22, 2006 15:41:55 GMT -5
 [glow=red,2,300]Tyrex, all alone, trots by without noticing the mare at first. Suddenly he stopped, and his orbs turned to the large mare, and they widened. This large fae was bigger than most mares, but the biggest that Tyrex had ever encountered. Sidnling up to her, somewhat handsomely, stated,
"Aye, me love, what be you doing here on such a fine day? My name be Tyrex, tyrant of Chesnee Beach. What be your name, love?"
Almost forgetting, he added on,
"Would you like to accompany me back to my home?" [/glow] |
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Post by mycheese on Nov 22, 2006 15:52:31 GMT -5
Diamond Spirit stared at the stag that had walked up to her.
" I be Diamind Spirit. I came here to be claimed. I'm not entirely sure about... accompaning you..but.. I'm just not sure."
She looked around, the sun gleaming onto her coat. Her feathers looking whiter than ever. Her forelock slightly covering her eyes.. |
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Post by Chloe on Nov 24, 2006 12:29:05 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Tyrex hung his head low. He had been told this many times whenever he encountered mares, and he was sick of it.
"Aye, me love. Could it be because I am dark and a tyrant? I have been judged on many occasions for my choice in alliance. Me love, if you do not wish to come with me, say so now. If you do wish to accompany me back to my homeland, follow me to a home."
He hoped that his small little speech had convinced her. On the other hand, it might not have worked and the fae might hate him even more. Only time would tell... [/glow]
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Post by horsepraiser123 on Dec 3, 2006 19:51:39 GMT -5
Out in the distance stands a tall muscular stallion named Thunder. His black coat gleams as he neighs out and rears, his flank quivering with excitment. He shakes his head and reveals a powerful, but gentle, caring face. He canters to the river, ever pounding hoofbeat sounding like a magestic storm. He peers in the crystal clear water to see his face, white blaze and all. He bends down and takes a drink. Then he takes a dip in the water and smiles handsomely.
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