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Post by Rebel™ on Jun 21, 2006 16:15:18 GMT -5
 .............................. ♣ Smart-ass ♣ ...................................... Golden huntress glided slowly through the field, the long swaying vegetation that 'quines fed 'pon tickled the bases of her swiftly moving hooves. Long flaxen threads being caressed gently by the wind's elusive fingers. Honey-suckle contessa let her twin peaks lay firmly grasped to their graves 'pon her finally tapered dome. Shadow-spun voids tresapassed 'round the Darkened harem only to find that it was as empty as a Light mare's brain. She smirked at the amusing thought and continued her trek o'er the vast landscape. A scream of challenge departed from her velvet kissers, dancing 'pon the wind before fading into sheer silence. Silence is golden, thought Rebel, but screaming is much more amusing.She let loose her call once more, harsh lyri following it this time. I claim Twilight Plains for me and my future brood! If anyone has a problem with that, come to me with your dueling pistons and we'll see what you think after that! |
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Post by Sonny on Jun 24, 2006 16:49:59 GMT -5
Brute galloped into 'te terra, 'e had'nt seen much of 'is kind in a long time. 'e heard another 'quine and stopped. 'e perked 'is sythes and listened. 'e noticed a demoness nearby. A smirk crossed 'is kissers and 'e let out a call for 'er. 'e walked up to 'te fae. 'Lo Demoness... 'e hissed. 'e thought she was a beautiful demoness. I am cursed Sonny 'e spoke cooly. |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jun 24, 2006 22:09:42 GMT -5
Hm...another brute? She had already promised to be another's mate. Rebel smirked coldly. Harley should be here. She smiled and paced up to the bronc.
'Ello. What may thine purpose be among my lands, sir?
She dipped her maw in respect as her hushed lyri filled the carbon around the duo 'quines. This one was rather attractive, his color the same as her heart. Black. She knew her ally Harley would be very impressed by this bruten. |
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Post by Sonny on Jun 25, 2006 14:28:19 GMT -5
'e hoped no other horse was coming, 'e already admired the demoness. I am in search of a Mistress to be my mate 'e said smirking darkly. 'e perked 'is scythes and awaited 'er answer. Sonny thought the mare was beautiful and very dark, 'e liked that. |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jun 25, 2006 14:59:04 GMT -5
She rolled her orbs. She had a matis already...ugh. Strolling a few steps toward him, the angry demoness smirked, though her orbs held an anger.
M'lord, I 'ave already been cursed with a mate.
Clearly, she was not happy 'bout it. She let her harks lace back t'ward her skull. She was clearly sorry, the words tresspassed her vox quietly.
I am truely sorry, M'lord...if only I was not spoken for.
She really did like this bronc, maybe even more than Evandar... |
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Post by Sonny on Jun 25, 2006 15:20:59 GMT -5
'e did'nt want to bother the demoness any more, but 'e could'nt resist. If I may say, you don't seem so happy 'e said, hoping not to offend 'er. |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jun 25, 2006 18:02:36 GMT -5
She nodded. She wasn't sure if she was happy. She snorted defiantly and pawed at the soddice nimbly, her gaze kept squarely at the tiny ravine she was creating in the dirt with a flint. A deep sigh exited her chassis, orbs wandered up to meet his gaze.
I don't know, Sonny. But I would like you to be my Beta stallion, if thou wishes. |
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Post by Sonny on Jun 25, 2006 19:29:39 GMT -5
'e did'nt want to say no to 'er so 'e just nodded. 'e sighed unhappily, maybe 'e would win 'is place in 'er heart in time... 'e pawed in the dirt with 'is black tombstone and smirked weakly. |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jun 25, 2006 20:35:08 GMT -5
She let her warm muzzle drift through the air 'til it met with his. Heated breaths were exchanged before she sighed heavily. All was tranquil as she exchanged scents with this mascu. Growing to like him or even love him would be a danger to her. Pulling back swiftly, her orbs held only weakness and an overwhelming sense of attraction to the beast. She could not bear to hurt Evandar, though. |
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Post by Sonny on Jun 25, 2006 21:30:23 GMT -5
'e stood up taller to not seem weak. But when 'er maw touched 'is, 'e almost melted.... |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jun 29, 2006 19:39:25 GMT -5
She smiled, she felt for him too, if only she wasn't taken. Shaking her sunhuen locks, Rebel consoled quietly, her thoughts taking hold of her and letting her soul fly through the skies.
Sunny...I...
She faultered. Nuzzling him gently, she smiled. She liked him a lot...maybe love... |
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Post by Sonny on Jul 4, 2006 17:11:44 GMT -5
'e loved 'er too. 'is pelt dulled at t'e sound of 'er choir. Demoness, Please do not feel the pressure of choosing, I don't want to force you into something you don't want to do, by acting pitiful. 'e spoke strongly, for he loved 'er and wanted 'er to be happy. 'e raised 'is nape and nuzzled 'er back. |
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Post by Sonny on Jul 4, 2006 17:12:46 GMT -5
(( how did u make that infobase? ))
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Post by Rebel™ on Jul 5, 2006 11:09:35 GMT -5
ooc // I'll reply later, and I got it from the Proboards Support forum.
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Post by Sonny on Jul 6, 2006 20:14:30 GMT -5
Okay.
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Post by Weeping Willow on Jul 8, 2006 4:48:53 GMT -5
(What the...Mel are u mad at me? U changed my personal title and ur horse is declining its mate)
Evandar glided into the thresh-hold. What in the devil's name was she attempting. When his corpse held parrellel to hers, he halted. "Who shall you be?" he hissed. He eyed her, fasade growing heavily angry. He knew what was going on. The long fingers of breeze strangled his whip cords, letting them die. Absolutly nothing raced through his imagination now. He would fight for her, but would she allow him. Who was this brujo that trespassed into his mistress's land and ask her of a mate? She was his matis, at least thats what he thought. He snarled, "I have seen and heard, my ears grasping the notes of your voice. My heart is ebony, of course, but i dont think he is." He slightly bucked, furious from betrayel. This is definatly not the first time, though is was the first time he was this angry. |
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Post by Sonny on Jul 11, 2006 20:30:02 GMT -5
Sonny pinned 'is schythes back into the deep pits of his skull and snorted.Back off of her brujo! 'e hissed, knowing exactly who 'e was talking to. 'is front pillars stiffened as if 'e was about to buck. 'is orbs starting glowing bloody red. Demon's harks perked forward at 'is only love, Rebel. 'e loved 'er and 'e was willing to fight for 'er, but only if she would let 'im. If she wanted to be with Evandar, 'e would be fine with that, even though 'e loved 'er so much. The demon dug 'is tombstones into the emerald covered sod. 'is black heart turned even blacker as 'e watched t'e stag... |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jul 12, 2006 19:54:49 GMT -5
Orbs widened with terror. She did not know what to do. Not thinking twice, she reared, lashing her pillars out at both of them, telling them to back off, pivoted on her hind appendai' and sped off. She could not take this much longer... I want the pain of |
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Post by Sonny on Jul 12, 2006 20:34:18 GMT -5
'e knew this was 'is fault, if 'e had just left 'er alone, she would'nt be in t'is sitchuation(sp?). Sonny did'nt follow 'er, 'e just wanted 'er to be happy. For a dark demon, 'e was being very light, but 'e had to be... 'e loved er. |
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Post by Rebel™ on Jul 16, 2006 18:43:02 GMT -5
She peered around the corner of a tall redwood tree, harks pricked up. No. She would not handle this situation by fleeing like a silly Light. She stomped the ground with her charred flint. A defiant snort was issued forth. Tromping out from the shadowed realm of the forest, Rebel presented herself in front of the brutes and grunted roughly. She knew who she wanted to be with, and someone was going to get hurt.
I am not going to run from my problems any more. I am sorry, Evandar, but I love Sonny. There was just no spark, and you have your own land to take care of.
She nudged him sympathetically, her heart sank and her gaze fell to the sod. She just couldn't meet his gaze. She could not bare it. |
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