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Post by Magic on Dec 4, 2008 20:51:42 GMT -5
She had galloped all the way from Allevare Mettono to this beach, out of breath, but still containing rage. Only, she had cooled off a little. Now that she was alone, she could stop and let her lungs rest.
With a quiet snort, Magic lowered her maw to the ground and snuffled the mush of sand and snow. Raising her cranium, her plush nose was covered in wet sand. She tossed her head up into the air, and sent the grains of stone flying everywhere.
Her body had heated up a fair bit while she was running, and a dip in the water sounded nice. Not being ceneous, she went in as far as the top of her ankle, still cooling herself off quite a bit. Her mind wandered off to thoughts of Carzeth. Where had he been all of that time? Was there even a reason for all of it, or did he want to see how loyal the members of his herd were? If it was the last one, he sure had lost alot through curiosity.
Turning around, the pureblooded Paint trotted out of the chilled liquid, and stood by a bear bush. Her eyes searched the horizon for the sign of another equine. So far so good. None.
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Post by riverstonestud on Jan 13, 2009 18:34:55 GMT -5
Linus stood at a clear and blue pond's edge. He took a quick sip, and then raised his head.He heard another equine off somewhere quite close. He raised his head to the air,and smelt the air quickly. "A fae." He thought. Linus shook his beautiful head, and then headed off at a fast and hurried walk. He sent out a low and quiet nicker, and then kept walking and listening.
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Post by Magic on Jan 15, 2009 19:41:23 GMT -5
Petite audits perked at the sound of another horse. As the breeze shifted she could quickly tell that it was a brute. With a snort, the Paint raised her pallet and began to walk towards it. Magic was in an adventerous mood, and wanted to see who this lad was. Now at a trot, she saw him up ahead.
Although she had wanted to be alone, she didn't have much choice. Haulting a few yards away, the vix eyed him supiciously then whinnied loudly. Flicking her dreads around, she spoke. "What is the name, beast?" She asked boldly, not caring what his thoughts were of her appearance nor aditude.
Ooc: My gosh, I've got no muse at all.
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