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Post by sibber-chow on Nov 6, 2008 0:21:59 GMT -5
The now pregnant ebony approached Lassan's lands, Malli perched upon her shoulder. Letting out a loud nicker, she called out to Lassan. The war was on the move and it was urgent she speak with him about their next move.
OoC|| Sorry so short... low muse... the next one will be better. xD
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Post by Vel on Nov 6, 2008 18:23:57 GMT -5
Lassan lifted his crown from his grazing as he heard Fiana's call. He paused in his chewing for a moment. What was she doing here? Hopefully another wasn't on it's way. If it was, he was ready. He let out a loud nicker to let her know that he had heard her. He turned hie fine bodice and broke out into a canter, his fine tail up and streaming behind him.
He slowed to a walk when he got close to Fiana's ebony form. "What is it Fiana?" he called out as he stopepd in front of her and her winged friend Malli.
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Post by sibber-chow on Nov 7, 2008 3:54:29 GMT -5
The ebony bowed her crown to Lassan, ears flicking up. "'ello, Lassan," she greeted as he came upon her. Why was she here? Giving a moment, she spoke, "as I'm sure you know, there is war brooding between the darks. Unfortunately, I'm certain that it would be impossible that we not get involved. Cazreth is lurking to take over the island; on the same note, Quixtant is against him, certainly wanting the island for himself. Regardless of who wins their battle, the winner will surely come after us since they are both our enemies."
Pausing, the mare looked back to see Malli taking flight. Fiana's ears tucked back, curious as to where the bird was headed. Until she heard otherwise, Fiana would assume nothing was wrong. Afterall, there were no new scents on the air.
"I think we should take action. First on the land Terra Di Bello, we should take it from Cazreth... his herd is small and as long as nothing happens, we should be able to obtain it. "
Malli returned to Fiana in mid-speech; perhaps, the raven had just been scouting the lands. Continuing, "Plus, with our herds both growing in numbers we could use the extra land, perhaps share it as an extra, year-round grazing grounds? If we can manage to obtain this new land, it will be a step backwards for the darks. And, if Terra de Scure goes down, we will only have Terra de Mafia, and if they have any alliances, to deal with. Normally, I'd rather not pursue such aggressive actions, but I fear if we don't take action... that we may be caught in a rather gruesome battle without upperhand. What do you think, Lassan?"
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Post by .r e e d. on Nov 7, 2008 17:00:55 GMT -5
Jeannie In A Bottle[/size][/color][/size][/center]
Jeannie walked slowly, her foals following. Stopping every now and then for Chapmagne and Jigsaw. Finally, she was here. Her mate had said to go somewhere safe, with the foals. This part was familar; from the last time. 'Fuck that WindCharm, she was no damn good to our herd anyway.' the large vix thought, thinking of the last time they were here. The vix gave a distress nicker, and feebly walked on. The soreness was coming back, not that bad but it was. It hurt a little. Not as bad as it had though. Her first covering was horrid. But she knew he just got carried away, hadn't he? Her beautiful coat was shabby and still bloodstained. Her pillars were the same, but a little dull. She waited the answer........ |
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Post by Vel on Nov 8, 2008 1:21:04 GMT -5
L A S S A N
Lassan nodded as Fiana spoke about the war that was going on. Fiana paused as the raven flew off her shoulder. Lassan's optics followed Malli as she disappeared over the mountian tops. He then returned his attention to the ebony fae. Lassan continued to listen as Fiana finished her proposal. Lassan slowly nodded. "Yes, I think it would be wise to get Terra Di Bello out of the hands of Carzeth or any Dark for that matter. I will call my warriors and herd members to a meeting. If you and/or your herd would like ot join the meeting, feel free to do so. I will tell Malli or Giltrent when and where the meeting will be, and I will send either of them to you. If you can not make the meeting, I will have Malli or Giltrent tell you what was discussed nad plannde during th emeeting, sound alright?"
Lassan's maw shot up into the air as he caught a scent. "Fiana, there is a Dark in the land." His optics searched all over, for she was close. Was this Dark from Terra De Scure or Terra De Mafia? If they were from Mafia, they must be in search of Windcharm. Lassan couldn't let the poor essa go through anything else. He had to find out what this Dark was doing in his land. Lassan then herd the Dark whicker. The ebony glanced to Fiana as Giltrent landed on his withers. "I'm going to go see what is going on." he said to Fiana as he made his way towards the direction the whinny had come from.
Up a head a ways was a large colouful mare. Lassan recognized her from the scuffle that had went down in Terra Delle Liberta. He remembered that she had shown up with and ebony stag and they were affiliated with Quixtant. Thoughts of getting rid of her crossed his mind for a second, but vanished as quickly as they had come. If he killed her, he'd be just as horrid as the Darks were. He would take care of this.
As he drew closer to her, he then saw two small foals behind her, one a filly and the other a colt. He could never harm the foals, but their mother, he could. "You!" he hissed out, storming up to her, his lyrics loud. "What the hell is a Dark like you doing in this land?" he demanded. He would wait for her answer, sure it was going to be rubbish, but he would still listen to it. His obsidian orbs burned into those of the vix's. His gaze softend when he glared at the twins. They couldn't help it to what alliance they were born, and they only had to be a few days old, just innocent little animals.
Jigsaw
I want to play a game
Jigsaw followed his mother and sister into some land. He had no clue where they were, all he knew was that it was far away from home. His father had told them to find some where safe to stay. Jigsaw had assumed that they would stay near the caves in which he was born. His mother obviously had a different idea about it, leading him and Champagne into a strange, Neutral land. Why were they here in a Neutral land anyways? Wasn't this group an enemy of theirs? Jigsaw still didn't understand all of this.
Jigsaw stood in front of his mother when a ebony stag came up to them. Jigsaw pinned his little auds back as he moved behind his mother, over to his sister. "Who is that git?" he whispered to her, staring down the ebony stag. Why was this stag here? Were they in this wanker's land?! Jigsaw let out a sound of disgust as theought thought pricked his mind. His little auds were still plastered on his skull, waiting for his mother to sa something.
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Post by .r e e d. on Nov 8, 2008 15:46:35 GMT -5
] Jeannie In A Bottle[/size][/color][/size][/center]
Jeannie ignored Jigsaw. "Please,"[/size] she whimpered, "no harm. Herd Land.... Under attack."[/size] was all she could get out before her long, slender, painted pillars gave out. The vixess fell to the earth with a thud. So much pain had overcome her body. She was on the verge of blacking out, if she did.... Surely this stag wouldn't harm the twins? She managed to whimper again, "Carzeth."[/size] and that was the answer. The essa looked back to her foals, atleast she had gotten them to safety..........[/color] |
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Post by camino on Nov 8, 2008 15:57:28 GMT -5
The large wolvish fiend approached from the shadows of the lush forest. With a toss of his furred head he prowled into the meeting with might. His tail lowered for balence. This, was Talisturo, Terra De Scure's wolven spy.
"Your pretty crazy if you really think your gonna get away with that plan." He said with a wolf smerk, and stepped clear of there hooves. His fur burrowed and the mammoth wolf flicked his tail.
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Post by Vel on Nov 8, 2008 16:53:31 GMT -5
Lassan stood there with out an expression as the coloured vixen spoke. Lassan let out a snort at that. The vix then fell to the ground. Lassan took a step back, not knowing where exactly she was going to colapse "I don't care if your herd is under attack. You are the enemy, and I will not help you or your foals. No I can not harm the foals, I never could, but you, thats another story. No I suggest you get yourself out of here or action will be taken. Understood vix?" Lassan voice was unusually stern and demanding. His orbs were locked on her, waiting for her reply, when a large canine came out of the woods. Oh great, now this.
"Get outta here!" he screamed at the wolf, giving it a chance to get it's sorry arse out of his land. He hoped one of his other herd members would come soon. It wasn't that he couldn't handle the issue, it was just that it was always better with two or more, and Fiana hadn't shown up yet.
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Post by .r e e d. on Nov 8, 2008 17:13:47 GMT -5
] Jeannie In A Bottle[/size][/color][/size][/center]
Jeannie didn't have the energy, her cranium fell to the ground, she had no more energy to use. "Please...."[/size] she weezed out her last word before she blacked out. In her blacking out, she saw the pits of the devil's land. Filled with fire, she knew that was where all darks went. Then a short glimpse of heaven, it was nice and cloudy, she hated it. Her orbs opened again, she had only blacked out for a few moments. Her ice blue orbs stared into Lassan's, they begged. Surely he would know she was only under the command of Quixtant, and not with him?........[/color] Snow cautiouly stepped out into Terra De Liberta. The fae had trails to every inch of this island, and she knew them all. Her red hoove accidently snapped a twig, causing disturbance. Snow watched the vixess fall to the ground. Another twig snapped under her other hoove. She knew Lassan would rush over, mad as a pit bull. But that was what she wanted, so she could help. Another snap....... |
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Post by camino on Nov 8, 2008 17:25:48 GMT -5
[[MAD AS A PITTBULL? That's offensive! I show a pittbull.]]
Talisturo wasn't afraid of some dum horse yelling at him. With a smirk, he bared his teeth, and launched at Lassan's crest. He sunk his ivories deep inside it.
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Post by .r e e d. on Nov 8, 2008 17:47:14 GMT -5
[[No it isn't. Just a saying we southerner's say. I don't mean anything by it.]]]
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Post by Vel on Nov 8, 2008 17:54:17 GMT -5
Lassan rolled his optics at the vixen. "No, I'm not helping you, now get your sorry self and your foals outta here, or I'll do it for you. I'm giving you five minutes. GO!" he yelled at the fallen mare. Next thing he knew, the canine lunged for him, only grazing his teeth on Lassan's neck. "The hell?" he said kicking out at the canine. What was this dog doing in his land any ways. "And why are you here?!" he screamed at the canine, kicking out at him again.
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Post by sibber-chow on Nov 8, 2008 22:03:21 GMT -5
Fiana was displeased by all the intrusion, but she was more than happy to approach the scene and help Lassan discard of these unwanted tresspassers. Trotting forward, the mare saw the wolf lunge at Lassan. Her nostrils quivered as the ebony made a half-rear in attempt to stomp down on the wolf. She wasn't sure if she made contact and wasn't about to stop just to check. Rather, she sent a forehoof out to attempt and club the lupine.
For now, she would ignore the passed out mare and her twins -- they were the least of their concerns, a wolf was much more dangerous than a weak equine and two little ones.
"Get out of here vermin," the mare hissed, her hoofs taking her a few steps back, evaluating the wolf's condition; as well, she was studying what his next move might be.
OoC|| Yuck, cruddy post on my part. Sorry guys, so much happened between my last post it was hard for me to jump back in. I'm trying though! xDDDD
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