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Post by swift on Feb 4, 2009 22:13:51 GMT -5
Appaloosa form of a differnt pattern entered the lands. Her spots were only in certain places, and were grey with black specks in them. She knew of none other similar to her than her colt, who was almost a yearling now. She looked behing her to see him frolicking around and laughed. Her striped hooved carried her to a spring. She was dubbed Daisy. The spring felt cool on her pink molted muzzle as she spread it to let some water run through the cracks of her teeth over and under her tounge and eventually down her throat. Her grey forelock fell back into it's place as it came untangled from her mane. Tossing her head up she reared, enjoying the spring day. She loved looking at all the flowers in bloom.
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Post by .r e e d. on Mar 26, 2009 19:37:24 GMT -5
Matrix Things aren't always as they seem[/center][/color][/font] The expecting Fae had been looking around for new members, her girth larger by the day. There was no doubt she was expecting any day.
Belly swollen with foal, the Marwari stood alert, scanning the land for about the fifth time. Finally, orange optics found the black. A breathless nicker filled the air, nares scenting her curiously. A spark of hope filled her bodice, maybe the herd would be ready by the time he had the infant...
Slowly, the dotted Mawari made her way to the black, radars and orange optics alert. Pillars stopped a few feet away from Caspian, silver and ebony dreads billowing. "I am Matrix." she tilted her tiara and snorted... [/color][/left][/font] |
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