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Post by Vel on Dec 14, 2008 17:25:26 GMT -5
Masquerade
You better hide your face.
The stag made his way into his homeland with Sparrow in tow. Hopefully she would like here. More importantly, he hoped that his leader, Quixtant, would like her. She seemed to be strong and determined, just the kind of equine Quixtant was looking for. He let out a whinny to call any others in the herd to meet him and Sparrow here.
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Post by .r e e d. on Dec 15, 2008 19:07:56 GMT -5
The physique trotted his land, checking the barriers. His kissers parted and he let out a whicker. His pools looked over the mare, no doubt he had knocked her up also. He smiled when he saw Artemis. His pillars carried him in a smooth trot till he got to them. "Hello my dear Artemis. How is the foal doing today M'dear?" he asked cheerfully. He nudged her stomach, and lay his maw upon her stomach, to feel a kick back. He let out his breath and chuckled. His ruby pools gleamed happily. "Have you seen TightRope? Growing each day. She said it was twins!" he beamed proudly, of course, gloating. All darks did, especially him, with his first real children. His black crania towered over them all...
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Post by Wildfire on Dec 15, 2008 19:17:30 GMT -5
Slender pillars carried the essa through the lands. Orbs spotted Masquerade in the distance with a femme trailing behind. No doubt he had done her as well. She rolled her orbs and proceeded towards them, barrel swinging back and forth. It wouldn’t be long now that she would have their foal. The babe kicked her side and she snorted. It wasn’t just a light tap anymore, these nudges were uncomfortable. Her kissers emitted a sigh and she caught up to the pair. Hello Masquerade. Smooth vocals carrying across to his auds. And who is this? She questioned, gesturing to the mare behind him.
Her dome turned to Quix beside her. Hello my lord. She bowed as far as she could without toppling over. He touched her stretched pelt and she felt the foal give another kick. Artemis huffed and managed a smile. The foal is well. Very strong apparently. She glanced at her belly. Harks listened to his authoritative lyri. A chuckle escaped her maw as he boasted of his own “doings”. I have not seen TightRope in quite some time, but I am sure she is bigger than me now. Congratulations! I am very happy for you. Her weak smile grew and lit up her façade.
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