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Post by dezperation on Feb 7, 2009 11:53:33 GMT -5
EvangeleneA Crisp Breeze Trailed It's Icy Fingers Down Evangelene's Spine, Sending Shudders Through Her Body. Her Whispy Mane Billowed Around Her Delicate Face. Large, Dark Eyes Blinked At The World, Somber And Longing. So Quiet...
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Post by camino on Feb 8, 2009 20:24:32 GMT -5
[/size] The black stallion cantered throuh the darkness of the forest green, looking for stray mares to catch and bring home. Quixtant could not bring the true dark lord down. Never. Seeing a pretty little fae with large muscle and a dainty presence, eyes bright, he smiled. Perfect. He walked up, forelock covering all his face. He could tells she'd make a fine dark and a warrior, if she had the temperment. Walking over, he stopped ahead. "So, doll face, who might you be? I'm Carzeth, the dark lord of Terra De Scure-The land of darkness."[/center][/size] |
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Post by dezperation on Feb 8, 2009 20:37:11 GMT -5
A Small Smirk Played On Eve's Kissers. Couriosety Sparked In Her Dark Eyes. Tentivaly, She Allowed Her Gaze to Travel Over Him. A Musculine, Lofty Stag. Handsome Too, If She Must Admit It. She Met His Gaze Momentaily, Before Taking A Step Back, Bowing Her Head Dutifully. "My Curse Is Evangelene" She Peered At Him From Under Her Long lashes. Why Not Play It Up A Little? Lord Of the Dark.She Had Never Been Part Of A Herd. Dark... The Smile Returned. |
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Post by camino on Feb 9, 2009 15:51:19 GMT -5
The masculine smiled. So, he caught himself a nice little fish out of the sea of mares waiting to be claimed. Smiling, he rounded her, lifting his lip into flehmen. Stoping beside her, he glanced at her. "Are you here to be bred to, mare?" He asked, straight up. He didn't want to cheat on Halloween and breed to mare-But it was his job. "I'd plan on you being a warrior, but with your attractive bod you'd make a greatbrood mare-There treated like royalty." He said, his maw twisted into a smile, his front hoof pawing regaly.
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Post by dezperation on Feb 9, 2009 20:56:55 GMT -5
Evangelene Blinked. Breed? Attractive? She Giggled, "You've Caught Me." The Essa Batted Her Eyes Theatreactically. Fanning Her Tail Much Like An Arab, She Danced Around Him, Giggling. Broodmare... She Paused, "Warrior?" She Weighed The Idea In Her Mind, Staring At The Ground. |
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