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Post by Heavens Touch on Nov 24, 2006 1:02:57 GMT -5
Heaven walked onto the terrain. Wide daggers peirced the terrain as she moved forth. Opticals scanning for anything about, her sonars bent up. Purtruding neck lowerd as her velvets touched the foliage. Whipcord was moved, removing all pests off her. Curtain was held still to her broad neck. Duo fame raised her cranium. Low neigh was made as she was frustrated that no one was in her presence yet, for she is un-patient. Her curvature meant that she was just only three, for she was wanting, no craving for a mate. As this was finally the place to be, hopefully at the "right place, right time". Sonar's searched the terrain for any sounds. Nostrils exhaulted, then gaining for a new supply. The crip air touched her lungs, making the blood rush faster through her veins. The beast paced around the daisy, then stomping it with frustration. Her steps came gentle, then faster, then harder. The duo coated equine canterd around the terrain, senting out any "hot" stallions about. Pines on the horizon faded away as the fog was setting in. Drizzles of rain began to hit her sleek coat. As she waited in the rain, she sighed. "Are you at the right place at the right time?" She said to herself.
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Post by Heavens Touch on Nov 24, 2006 9:34:49 GMT -5
Sonar's caught the sounds. I am here for one thing, and one thing only... To find a mate that I can call my brute. Optics scanned the brute. For only by mere chance, you finally come and find me. Is this the love that I have craved for? Or is this just one of those pranks that my heart will torture me with. What is your name, and alliance? Daggers set forth as the beast circled the brute. Duo coated fame exerted used oxygen, then refilling her presiouse lungs for a new supply. Curtain danced with the aproaching winds north as she circled. [ooc - not the best but i understand lol i just got up if stuff isnt spelled right, i'll try to catch myself ]
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Post by Heavens Touch on Nov 24, 2006 9:48:09 GMT -5
She sighed as he spoke. I am wanting a herd, but I am dark. For my heart did it, made that one prank. Heaven stomped the ground with frustration. Curtain whiped in the air. Sonars searched for any out-of-ordinary sounds. Her whipcord flew the pests annoying her off of the duo coat. Neck bent down as she started to move her velets around, catching any foliage possible into her mouth. After she swalloed a mouth full, cranium raised. I best be of Heart broken, she started to walk towards the horizon.
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Post by Heavens Touch on Nov 24, 2006 10:00:52 GMT -5
If you love me, then how about you change? Optics aimed to the brute as she waited for his reply. Daggers peirced the terrain as the mass stopped. Spinal crod bent as her duo coat body sqwimerd towards the brute. As she wanted a heart to take with her, will this one be that heart? ooc - dangit! i cant think! dont worry, i will be a WHOLE lot better later on today, maybe about in an hour
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ntra
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House: "I don't like anybody."
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Post by ntra on Nov 24, 2006 10:04:46 GMT -5
Ah, good a idea but Zanzinbar
mused i would have to leave my herd, my terrain, and
everything i have. I do not think i will change, and if you dont
want to be a light, then, i shall be going now. Navy, havent
ever said anything more then 5 words long, was quit surprised
that, indeed, he was putting up a fight for her to come with im.
Zanzinbar was usaly the quit type, so what came over him?
OOC :: You right short, i write short....lmao....better then typeing long long long long long things!.....wow im loopy....
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Post by Heavens Touch on Nov 24, 2006 10:09:25 GMT -5
As she waited to be approached diffrently, anger took her body as this all was some kind of prank. Whipcord snapped the air withh frustration.. Now alone once more, whats to do? Is ther a dark stallion out there that will take her off her hooves? Or did hell want me to suffer for all that i did, for hell was my home? Damn to this all, life is too long for a dark to have, why can't I be back into my hell hole again? Were I was pecfull. What ever the hell hell is trying to do, payback is a bitch.
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