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Post by Vel on Feb 13, 2009 1:12:12 GMT -5
Lassan smiled as the vixen raced past him, a blur of colour as she sped across the landscape. She certainyl was beautiful, even though he couldn't see much of her. She then slwoed and came back to his side. Lassan kept his steady pace as they ran. He whuffled in a greement after she made a comment about running forever. "Follow me." he said as he turned onto a worn path.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Feb 13, 2009 22:45:33 GMT -5
[centerChiara smiled as he watched her, and listened to him whuff in reply. She watched him, marveling at how handsome he was. As he veered onto a path, she slowed slightly and nodded, following after him but then speeding up slightly and coming to a slow, easy gallop by his side. Her breaths slowed and she relaxed more, smiling.
--no muse. Again. So sorry, Vel. :/[/center][/i][/size][/color]
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Post by Vel on Mar 2, 2009 17:09:53 GMT -5
Lassan looked to his side, a bit surprised to see her there. He softly whickered and slowed his pace as they approached a large crack in the cliff wall. Lassan nodded his head to the crack, letting her know to follow him into it.
He slowly cantered through the crack, carefully avoiding the rocky edges. If he hit one of the edges, he surely would have a few bloody cuts. Lassan halted at the end of the small canyon. The scene that unfolded was breath taking. It was a small beack, no longer than half a mile and no more than a few hundred feet wide. It overlooked the setting sun reflecting off the blue-green waters. One amazing thing was, the sand was a pure ivory. It looked just like snow, even though there wasn't any snow around.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Mar 6, 2009 23:24:56 GMT -5
Chiara followed him cautiously into the large crack in the canyonside, also careful not to hit the sides on her delicate skin.
She followed along silently for a few moments more, but the crack ended and she released into open light, and as her eyes focused, her breath drew in sharply. It was the most beautiful - almost the most beautiful - thing she had ever seen. The long beach with platinum white sand stretched freely in front of her, the water clear and beautiful. After watching for several moments the steady rushing of the clearly refreshing water, she turned to Lassan. Unable to control herself, upon impulse she walked swiftly over and placed her kissers ever-gently against the side of his muzzle before murmuring,
"It's beautiful, Lassan." [/i][/size][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Mar 11, 2009 20:36:27 GMT -5
Lassan glanced to her as her velvety maw touched his own. "I knew you'd like it." he said quietly. The first time he had found this beach was about a year ago. His jaw had dropped when he saw the white as snow sand. He smiled and nudged her with his maw, telling her to walk forth after him. Lassan carefully plucked his way through the perfect sand, not wanting to ruin the brilliant sheen it gave off. He halted when the water of the ocean came up to his pasterns. It was actually warm for once, maybe even swimming temperature.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Mar 11, 2009 21:21:35 GMT -5
Chiara walked forth beside Lassan, stepping into the water gently and as carefully as he did. She could feel herself heating up a bit, feeling flirty. She chuckled under her breath and thought to herself for a moment.
"Up for a swim with me, Lassan?" she asked, waggling her eyebrows a bit and laughing her smooth laugh.
--No muse [/size][/color][/i] |
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Post by Vel on Mar 16, 2009 16:56:24 GMT -5
Lassan was looking out to the sea when he heard Chiara walk up next to him. He briefly glanced to her and smiled. His orbs then returned to the white sand retreating into tht light blueish green waters of the sea. It truly was beautiful.
His auds flicked as she began to speak. "A swim?" he echoed. "The question is are you up for a swim my dear Chiara?" he said, a certain lightness to his vocals as he jogged forth, deeper into the water so it reached his kness. It was actually very warm for the time of year that it was. That was a good thing.
Lassan broke into a fast canter, his ebony banner lifting, as he plowed through the shallow surf. He threw his crown up and twisted it to see if she was following him at all.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Mar 16, 2009 17:36:20 GMT -5
Chiara watched Lassan with interest - he truly WAS handsome... She smiled at his vague challenge and cantered into the water after him, her banner held high. Releasing a tiny tiny bit of her scent into the water, the sweet ambrosia-like smell drifting across the surface, she relaxed a bit and laughed. She splashed him flirtily with a flick of her banner.
"Oh, my dear Lassan, you must be mistaken," she said with a playful giggle and waggle of her eyebrows. [/i][/color][/size] |
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Post by Vel on Mar 17, 2009 18:59:59 GMT -5
Lassan glanced back again, only this time to see that she was following. He threw his crown up and let a loud whinny out into the air. He continued to run, until the beach was stopped by a rocky out crop. He then durned on the spot and galloped back, passing Chiara in the other direction.
As he passed her, he reached his maw out and touched her hindquarters. As he brought his maw away, he could smell her sweet scent thickening the air behind her.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Mar 18, 2009 13:56:10 GMT -5
Chiara giggled as he raced ahead of her and spun around. As he passed her, she felt him touch her hindquarters, and this time she let more of her scent fall - she could barely help it. She smiled and raced back around to him, brushing her kissers along his hindquarters as she sped up to catch him.
The wind ran delicately through long dreads and taillocks as sound faded away to just her and his breathing and beating of the hearts, and she smiled inwardly, laughing at the fun they were having... [/i][/size][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Apr 10, 2009 12:42:08 GMT -5
Lassan looked behind him as she caught up. He caught sight of her running her velvet kissers along his hindquarters. He let out a whinny and veered to the right, heading into the warm sea waters.
He halted when the waterr eached his underbelly and the small waves danced along the sides of his pure ebony bodice. His chocoalte prbs rested on her bodice as he let out a whicker, inviting her to come into the wamr water with him.
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