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Post by Darkstar on Dec 12, 2006 14:52:11 GMT -5
Burly beast slowly strolled down Pacolette Trail, pools searching for the one Filth advised him to find. Supposedly she was a fox, sly and stunning...he'd have to see for himself. He was a tank basically, shire blood mixed with Quarter horse. He was well-muscled, stout and tall. He had the lovely QH dial, but the bod of his shire father. He was surely a force to be reckoned with. |
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Post by Gir on Dec 12, 2006 15:38:02 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]The woods open up to welcome Rose as she 3-beated into Pacolette Trail, of course she dosent have a mate but she was running away, away from her horrbile homeland. She was cover in sweat and dirt but that didnt stop her, she slowed down to a walk and lower her head to sip some water before taking off again.
She stopped suddenly, she didnt like this place. She darted from one place to another, this was a bit strange, but she clamed down and countied to walk on.[/glow] |
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Post by Gir on Dec 12, 2006 17:50:57 GMT -5
sorry i didnt read it the tile. can u delate it for me?
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Post by mycheese on Dec 12, 2006 18:43:27 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300] Pure Luck's devious bodice strutted into the path of the stag. She halted. Opening her maw, but nothing came out.
Who is he? What is he doing here? How handsome!
She thought.
She couldn't speak, she closed her maw. She cocked her head as her dark pools of precious darkness scrolled over the stag's bod.
Was he who Filth was talking about?! [/glow] |
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 13, 2006 0:13:20 GMT -5
Spotted frame of a fae greeted his eyes, her dial cocked in interest as her pools licked over his bodice. A grin found its way to the surface of his mask. This must be the lovely Pure Luck
"Ello Luck. That is you, isn't it? I be Beau, the one Filth sent to see you. I'm glad to see he is one of his word. He certainly wasn't lying when he said you were beautiful."
His words were charming, spoken sex and music. They were delicious to the ears, the mind, the soul. He was a handsome brute, and he was quite aware of the fact. |
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Post by mycheese on Dec 13, 2006 18:16:33 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]Indeed, it is I, Pure Luck. You are charming, but are you charming enough for me?[/shadow]
Her words were beautiful, yet darq. There was no other explaining them. She walked past the stag to get some berries off a bush.[/glow] |
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