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L o s t
Jan 3, 2006 22:21:48 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 3, 2006 22:21:48 GMT -5
Pillars carried the alabaster femmora into a small pond laying in a clearing amognst the stalks of limbs. Her voids were lucid and cold as she dipped her lightly grayed mug into the liquid where she sipped the agua with much pleasure. She had pondered over and over why Zanzibar had said the words he had but even more, why had she agreed to them. I am a mess. She thought to herself as her muzzle was lifted from the sparkling liquid.
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L o s t
Jan 19, 2006 18:15:24 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 19, 2006 18:15:24 GMT -5
From a distance, the stud watched his mare. he felt bad for what he had said and thought about it a lot. perhaps it was the idea of ruining her life tha scared him. Audits perked forward, and he walked forth, being as quiet as possible. The brute came from behind her and then beside, before gently stroking her coat near her shoulder. A little louder than a whisper, he spoke...Hello, m'lady...
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 19:17:18 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 20, 2006 19:17:18 GMT -5
The alabaster femmora side swept to the right at the feeling of another's velveteen mug at her pelt. At the hession's words, her audits laced flat against her skull. How dare he approach her after the words he had spoken so coldly to her! It was a disgrace. Amber pools rolled their whites at him as she focused on his silohette. Have you come back to stab another rusty dagger through my heart your highness? She inquired icily, her voids narrowing as she finished her speech. Flints took her a few steps around him in a half moon. Or perhaps you come to free your own soul from ritiousness. I personally think it's that last one. She added, her hock-kisser snapping at the pesky blood suckers.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 19:23:54 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 20, 2006 19:23:54 GMT -5
The hellion backed slightly, her words tearing at him. She was slightly right, but of course he had to put in his rebutal. His own towers fell to his crown before replying harshly... Well sorry I came to apolojize then. If I am worth nothing to you anymore, then look me straight in the eye and tell me! If you can look away, I will...let you go. His last words trembled until he straightened them out. He did not want them to be true, but his icy glare remained on her beautiful facade. Muzzle lightly dipped until her faced her once again. His fore twitched lightly, anxious to paw the ground.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 19:30:09 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 20, 2006 19:30:09 GMT -5
Frosted femmora was awfully amused by his words. Harks unlaced to a relaxed position. Ah, the king has harsh words does he? She mused snappishly. Her voids were cold as that of a crocodiles at her next spoken words. Never did I say I did not care fot you Zanzibar. In fact I tried with great might in my opinion. It's you who should look me in the eye and tell me that you do not feel m'lord for if you remember, you're the one that turned your back on thy. She retorted, her words spoken clearly and poised. Do not mistake me for being unmatured like my age. I have seen more pain in my small lifetime then I guarentee you will see in your entire life. She said harshly.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 19:39:53 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 20, 2006 19:39:53 GMT -5
She had infact challenged him. he no longer yearned to tangle with the ground. Cranium flipped up harshly, his tassles flying in surprise. his icy glare returned and focused straight on her. And how many times must I tell you that I did it for your protection, flicka!! I will not apolojize for doing what I thought was best, I apolojize for putting you in that position period. Young love may not even be known to you. I am sure you have endured a lot of pain, but what about me? You know nothing of my past, nor at this point will you ever. I say this firm and now, if you wish me to go, say it now, for I will not play word games with a fooling filly! Not one tremble shattered his ever rising voice. He said his share and tha is all he needed. At this point he had stepped forward, barely advancing on her.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 20:39:54 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 20, 2006 20:39:54 GMT -5
His words sent her tiarra flipping in the air from range. How dare you speak to me as if I were a filly still following her mother! You needn't protect me your highness, I've been getting along by myself for quite sometime. She retorted her tones still harsh and mistrusting. She turned slowly at that, not wanting her voids to look upon his strong features any longer. Zanzibar, I tried after you left me. You ignorned my call. She said, her tones quieter and less defensive. I don't need someone to protect me as much as I need someone to love me Zanzibar. She said quietly, her tones so delicately spoken. Paper thin nares quivered with the apprehention she felt.
Threads fell motionless except the breeze which toyed to effortlessly with the grayed treads. He made her so mixed feeling inside. She shook her tiarra in disgrace. She swore from the moment he turned his back on her that she wouldn't let her guard down again but here she was letting his words get to her.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 20:54:05 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 20, 2006 20:54:05 GMT -5
His crown flipped upward and then back down. Pools followed her while his harks took in her every word. Once she turned around, his pillars moved him closer to and out of kicking range. When his maw drew up against her flanks, he nudged her, perhaos for the last time and uttered his words lowly... Well I'm sorry for caring m'lady...With that said, he did a role-back and walked away from her once more. Pain pulled at his heart, cranium lowered to a medium headset, steps still fluent. The stud felt his throat dry, but would refuse to quench his thirst until she was beside his side once more...
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Jan 20, 2006 22:36:12 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 20, 2006 22:36:12 GMT -5
As her harks picked up the sound of his fleeing hoof-beats, she felt a pulling sensation at her insides. His touch had been so tender and appriciated that it would have been foolish not to make any sort of forward to him. She turned quickly on her haunches, her hock-kisser floating tenativly behind her as she pushed herself into a relaxed two-beat. Please don't... Don't turn your back on me twice. She spoke, her tones poised. It hurts too bad to be away from you. She added, her amber occuli molding back into their soft-nature.
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Jan 20, 2006 23:02:09 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 20, 2006 23:02:09 GMT -5
The brute lightly sighed, not enough for her to hear. He slowly drew to a halt and stretched is' nape forward. Kissers lightly parted and he arched his nape to the right and gazed at her. His bod followed until her faced. Muzzle stretched out to touch hers He nickered lightly and replied to her... I was hoping you would say something like that.He slightly laughed, their whole mood changed. Towers perked towards her and he moved forward, and drooping his cranium, lifted hers up above his.
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Jan 20, 2006 23:23:29 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 20, 2006 23:23:29 GMT -5
Femmora recovered the faint smile on her facade before his muzzle touched hers. You have to realize one thing though m'lord. I may appear young in my beauty but I am wise far beyond my years living. She spoke elegantly, her lashes fluttering over her amber occulis as she blinked quickly. Impatient I may be at times, that doesn't mean you can't teach me to wait m'lord. She added, her greyed mug rubbing against his nape for a moment.
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Jan 20, 2006 23:29:13 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 20, 2006 23:29:13 GMT -5
He watched her. Her attitude had definatly changed her attitude. True, you are wiser beyonf your years, but I feel you are trying to point something out to me. Is there something I am missing here m'lady?He quirked is' facade lightly, before touching her muzzle again. When he had retracted, his pillar moved in a reverse motion, taking a few steps in the way he had come. The brute continued to watch her with soft eyes. His thoughts wandered about, trying to think of what she might mean. He came across a few ideas, but quickly shook them off. Hind pillar sloped downward, allowing him to rest on a haunch, cranium slightly tipped.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 23:38:07 GMT -5
Post by briseis on Jan 20, 2006 23:38:07 GMT -5
I hadn't thought of any other meaning m'lord. The vixen said, a bit puzzled. Her veil fell elegantly over her forehead, shielding her amber ink pools partially. Only that if we wish this to work, you'll have to show me patience and give it as well. She said, shaking her dial and nape about a bit, messing her tresses about.
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L o s t
Jan 20, 2006 23:42:22 GMT -5
Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 20, 2006 23:42:22 GMT -5
He tipped his crown to her and replied softly... I am sorry m'lady, though I shall give you your time and space when you need it.
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Jan 21, 2006 1:36:39 GMT -5
Post by Allanon on Jan 21, 2006 1:36:39 GMT -5
Sinister shadow slunk cautiously through the emerald blades. Grasses and weeds slapped as his face and chest as he trotted with head lowered, muzzle to the ground. Triangular funnels flicked here and there as he moved, constantly surveying this realm. One funnel stayed trained a pair of nags that bickered and squealed before making sickening cooing sounds of forgiveness. As naseaous as their display made him, brute was relieved to hear something that wasn't the caw of crows of the dying shriek of a conney. Lonliness was winning out over the instinct to stay and defend his territory. Against better judgement, brute descended from his ridgetop domain into a open land where he felt exposed and vulnerable. Brute stalked closer to the nags, grasses whispering as they brushed his form. He settled into a crouch, muscles bunched under a thick onyx pelt, ready to carry him quickly away in an instant's notice. Golden orbs settled on the equines and he watched with rapt attention, trying to learn as much as he could about this land...its inhabitants...his prey.
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