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Post by .r e e d. on Feb 1, 2009 18:52:49 GMT -5
The vixen had heard the new stag's entrance. She figured this would be amusing, so she wetn back. absoloutly NO muse
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Post by L Y N X ! on Feb 1, 2009 20:01:34 GMT -5
Aithne
Can You Stand The HEAT?
Aithne bobbed her crown as he complemented she was going to be a great help. "Dang right," she said proudly, giving a harsh grin as her left pillar scraped the charred Earth and turned the black grass into a small pile of ashes in one short second of flames. Her delicate nares flared as the colone of an approaching stag who greeted them with a "hello" and a "I'm ready to fight!" Her orange orbs flicked him, her crown turning to face the huge stud that towered over her. She jerked her head a little, narrowing her eyes slightly. She wasn't going to let a little size scare her, was she?
The dark blood-red vixen raised an eye brow and stamped a front pillar, raising her crown and pricking her radars as she sized up the stag, though she tried not to show any dominant posture with Aiden near. She noticed Romance had returned, and just nodded neutrally to her.
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Post by sink on Feb 18, 2009 20:57:05 GMT -5
Obsidian brute looked on, a bored look drawled across his dagger'd facade. A slash of a cindered tail, which lashed it's fury upon his back pasted a moment, while the others spoke and oggled him. " I am Rowtag. I bend fire to my will, and, I am pure zunden." he stated his introduction, then swept his eyes along the cabello's in his advance. Pleased with his assessment, he rolled his weight to another limb, and waited for Aiden to adress him.
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Post by Vel on Feb 19, 2009 17:02:58 GMT -5
Aiden
The Fire Lord
Aiden looked to the stag as he started to speak. "Welcome Rowtag. If you are of pure blood as you have said, you may stay." Aiden was quite glad that more Zunden were coming to join the herd.
ooc-- my muse got run over by a car and then got burried alive for this post.
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 20, 2009 14:26:03 GMT -5
La Fiamma di Bellezza Watch out for her flame
[/center]An attractive mare walked powerfully across the desolate landscape, her petite frame swaying slighting as her stride lengthened gracefully. Her fiery red pelt glistened in the harsh sunlight, sparkling onyx eyes scanning her surroundings with a care-less attitude: she feared nobody. Her unusual markings were highlighted as she flicked her coal black hooves out effortlessly, the flames on her legs stepping through the air with ease and a dark mane covering her elegantly arched neck. A fly landed on her glossy rump, and acting reflexively she flicked her streaked tail to move it, sparks erupting from the end and igniting a small patch of grass that blanketed the floor. Frowning she quickly stamped the small flame out, making the magma flowing under the ground shudder and pulse to the surface as if called. After the small interruption she continued to walk on, her footfalls almost silent as she glided along the soft grass-laden ground. Raising a velveteen maw to the humid air she inhaled deeply, equine scents rushing to her head. A snarl erupted from her clenched jaw, “They’d better be another Zunden.” Still, she did not attempt to increase her speed and continued on in the direction of the scents in a relaxed walk.[/size] |
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