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Post by tippipie on Feb 18, 2006 13:15:09 GMT -5
Ivory fae three-beated in she continued past the other horses that were in the field and kept going until she came to a somewhat secluded area beside a lakes shore, but she kept going into the water until the water was up to her barrel then comming out of the crystal liquid she shook herself and stood looking around hazel orbs scanning the area, going into a half rear she let out a loud winney, then landing back down on her pillers she started to trot around looking franticly for someone to keep her company. Letting out another bummer she kept trotting, doing one last little circle she let out a loud snort, waiting for a brute to come keep her
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Post by Sequin on Mar 2, 2006 19:55:21 GMT -5
[dyain will claim you]
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Post by tippipie on Mar 2, 2006 19:56:13 GMT -5
[ok, your lucky you caught me cause i was about to quit!]
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Post by Sequin on Mar 2, 2006 20:07:53 GMT -5
[mhm well Dyain is fighting atm so just lurk for a few more days. And the plot has just begun so why quit now?]
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Post by tippipie on Mar 2, 2006 20:11:21 GMT -5
[good point i just was getting tired of waiting for a stag!]
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Post by Sequin on Mar 2, 2006 20:12:37 GMT -5
[yup well im trying to think of a way you could post but dyain is in a fight so it will be a day or two, but I have a post ready I always use]
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Post by tippipie on Mar 2, 2006 20:26:19 GMT -5
[ok i'll wait then]
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Post by dyain on Mar 4, 2006 18:19:46 GMT -5
My sweet doe laced in two tonesCome dance with the light
The endless light
Twist and twine
Your presious days with mine
Liquid mirrors widened to a great extent, not believing the sight they beheld as they gazed at an elegantly splotched fae, alone... From the silver brute's vision at the top of a small hill, the vix looked positively angelic, as though sent from the heavens themselves. He had emerged from the lands of brawl, a gruesome battle chained to his form. But the victor he was, is. Hazel vissionaries took in her muscular yet agile curvature, powerful appendages, and softly chiseled crania. The image was absolutely perfect. Stretching an ebon tipped appex, the king gracefully broke into a 2 step, daggers effortlessly slicing through the soft loam underneath, fluidly yet rapidly covering the short distance to the amazing fae.
As he neared her, appendages ceased their alabastar flashes as they slowed to an abrupt stop, kicking up a soft cloud of dust from the emerald-covered sod. The sun's warming rays bathed the lord with a warming golden light, gleaming his platinum pelt to absolute perfection, illuminating him greatly amongst the rolling fields of emerald. Every silken tendril of his pewter tresses shone with a gloss not other stag could accomplish as they cascade down his arched serpentine, landing with perfect form in a smooth silver waterfall. The pelting had the faint hue of rouge, the scent dim but there.
Slashing plumage flowed like a dream from a muscular rump, whipping through the air behind his poweful image, lifted by the gentle breeze. Ebon-dipped harks pricked simultaneously towards the vix, drinking in her sounds as well as his flared nares took in her luring scent. This fae was most certainly heavenly. As obsidian vissionaries gazed her down still, the lord's velvetine mug parted, pearly ivories clearly visible, releasing a sweet lulaby melody onto the air currents.
Fair maiden, I wish to learn of your blessing. Forgive thy unbecoming state, from battle I arrive. A victory it was, the gore perssed upon the challenger. I am of the dubbance Dyain. You have enticed me so, pardon my intrusion. I wish to as a follower, two femms reside as of now. Forgive my quick departure and arrival, please do follow
Hoping the fae wasn't perturbed by his abrupt decision, he parted his maw once more, letting his calming tone sail through the air again. Of course, the decision if yours, do not feel pushed, for I only want your angelic figurine to be pleased...Dropping his boa in a deep bow, the lord showed his utmost respect for the vix before turning away. How he wanted to whisk her away with him, to take her to the amazing forest of his home, to love her as his own. Yet he held himself together, slinking into the shadows of the night, to his terra he departed.
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Post by tippipie on Mar 6, 2006 22:06:58 GMT -5
Crainium quickly turned to a call, her optics spotted him at once, a handsome haze hued brute, she let out her own song to him, greeting him. She let out her own lyrics, her tone sweet and heavenly
I'm branded Dream. Your appearance is excused, it is only a sign
of courage and stregth, it is not of any discrase to me. I would
gladly follow you and become a member of your herd, I would
think of it as an honour to call you my lord.
As she finished speaking she observed him quickly depart, she two beated after him, unsure of where she was going, but not caring, he made her feel safe, like nothing bad would ever happen to her. |
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Post by dyain on Mar 17, 2006 12:16:43 GMT -5
[dyain has already left]
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