Post by almostforgotten on Dec 11, 2008 18:59:43 GMT -5
UNDETERMINED RAGE
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The big silver stallion enters at a big canter, his black daggers pound against the ground with a steady beat. His midnight black mane is tossed about in the air, his icy blue occuli reaveled. The sky above was dark, it looked like rain, it looked like a thunderstorm. The grullo stallion makes his way, this was a good land, rumor had it that it was owned by a mare, her wanted to know why. His muscles ripple under his flesh. He looks up just as a boom of thunder cuts the air. Rain pours down in buckets.
Just then the stud spots a mare, small compared to his massive body. Probably the leadess of the herd, as he gets closer his dark daggers start making a slight squeeking sound as he runs. He effortlessly leaps over a four foot log. When the mare comes in full veiw he comes to a complete stop not 100 yards away. He looks over the mare, she was gourgous, he could now tell how she came to aquire this herd, he had to have her, he just had to.
His black cannons are brought north, as he comes up in a powerful rear, his bodice is stright up, his hooves brought up close to his chest, his head tucked nicely inbetween them. His black tail was raised, and to the side, and his ears were pinned against his crest. His icy blue eyes had a hint of love, mixed with a lot of proudness (is that a word??). A great scream i realesed, starting quiet and low, and gradually getting higher and more loud. It bounced off of trees and rocks echoing all around them.
He lands softly and lunges into a small lope to go all the way to the mare, he stops and stands tall his side facing the mare, black accented head tipped twords her. Hello m'lady, my name is Undetermined Rage. May i ask why a lasy such as yourself is alone? His fore leg is extended in a bow, his muzzle lightly touches the emerald blades, his mane flows foward covering his light blue eyes. He rises with great respect to her, he still has the proud manner in him, but it is slightly lowered to her. His tail is raised and tipped to the side as he wacthes her great beauty.
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The big silver stallion enters at a big canter, his black daggers pound against the ground with a steady beat. His midnight black mane is tossed about in the air, his icy blue occuli reaveled. The sky above was dark, it looked like rain, it looked like a thunderstorm. The grullo stallion makes his way, this was a good land, rumor had it that it was owned by a mare, her wanted to know why. His muscles ripple under his flesh. He looks up just as a boom of thunder cuts the air. Rain pours down in buckets.
Just then the stud spots a mare, small compared to his massive body. Probably the leadess of the herd, as he gets closer his dark daggers start making a slight squeeking sound as he runs. He effortlessly leaps over a four foot log. When the mare comes in full veiw he comes to a complete stop not 100 yards away. He looks over the mare, she was gourgous, he could now tell how she came to aquire this herd, he had to have her, he just had to.
His black cannons are brought north, as he comes up in a powerful rear, his bodice is stright up, his hooves brought up close to his chest, his head tucked nicely inbetween them. His black tail was raised, and to the side, and his ears were pinned against his crest. His icy blue eyes had a hint of love, mixed with a lot of proudness (is that a word??). A great scream i realesed, starting quiet and low, and gradually getting higher and more loud. It bounced off of trees and rocks echoing all around them.
He lands softly and lunges into a small lope to go all the way to the mare, he stops and stands tall his side facing the mare, black accented head tipped twords her. Hello m'lady, my name is Undetermined Rage. May i ask why a lasy such as yourself is alone? His fore leg is extended in a bow, his muzzle lightly touches the emerald blades, his mane flows foward covering his light blue eyes. He rises with great respect to her, he still has the proud manner in him, but it is slightly lowered to her. His tail is raised and tipped to the side as he wacthes her great beauty.
