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Post by allure on Apr 19, 2009 13:08:58 GMT -5
Anvera
If you go down, I go with you. A pasture of long grasses playfully grabbed at a horse treading through it's fingers. A film of cloud gathered above and the birds sang of their thanks, the summer heat was unbearable without a protection from the sun. Breeze rang it's hands through the equine's thick tresses. Her gaze went over the area over again, it's beauty still astounded her. She had much respect for beauty, as well as awe. Life was also very highly respected in her philosiphy. Anvera, as she was named by her parents, would never kill unless she had a need to. The earth colored vixen continued her walk through the open field. Mountains boardered each side of the sodden pasture and forests marred it's flesh. Anvera's sepia frame moved with calculated strides, so that she may not tire herself easily. The fea still had a need to find a herd that shared her same beliefs, the nuetral state of mind. The endless grasses spoke of equus whose footprints were embedded into their roots. Only time would tell if this fea would be united with a group of others. |
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Post by sallysue277 on Apr 25, 2009 14:26:58 GMT -5
. A r i s u .
Pure white stag walked through the swaying grass.The air had a magical feel to it.His blue orbs scanned the horizon, hoping for a mare.He saw an earthen mare, walking in an uncertain direction.
He trotted over to the fae, his eyes shining.He bowed, his forelock covering his eyes, Hello M'lady, I am Arisu, who might you be? He was a Native Island horse, purebred, to be respected.
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Post by allure on Apr 29, 2009 18:44:04 GMT -5
Anvera A voice echoed from an equine that lingered next to Anvera. The stag gave a bow to her, and she copied the motion of respect, although only her head dipped. She slowly brought her wheat and earth colored gaze to meet this equine's forelock-covered ones. The brown fea captured his snow colored appearance and quickly associated it with his name, Arisu. Anvera kept her head always slightly below his, a show of respect. " I am called Anvera." Her voice was briefly allowed to run outside of her mouth, but now she waited for the stag to speak again. |
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Post by Dreambig on Apr 29, 2009 19:01:44 GMT -5
Hooves brushed along the grasses, roaned dial occansionaly lowering to take a bite or two from the summers' sweet bounty. Gaze of honey was focused on nothing in-particular, perhaps a mare, but he wasn't truely looking. Just wandering. As his orbs passed along teh grassland, a fleck of pure ivory caught his eye, a earth hued equine not far from it, from the scents, it was the stallion, Arisu, and a new scent. A mare. ' Hmm, may as well go and see what its' about.' he told himself, and trotted towards the pair. The amres' name was carried to him as he approached, well at least he knew they had just met. "Exuse me, I couldn't help over-hearing, Anvera. I am Saab." he said, a faint smile spread apoun his kissers. Twin peaks swiveled forward, "So what is a fine mare, such as yourself, doing here, miss?" he asked her, golden gaze looking into hers for a moment, one aud staying flicked towards her, another towards Arisu, so he could catch whatever the stallion would or might say soon.
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Post by allure on May 1, 2009 19:53:05 GMT -5
A n v e r a Soft lyrics radiated from an equine's maw as he approached, another stag. From his speaking, Anvera was now deeply curious. These steeds interested her, and she awaited more information. Although this deep crave for information about these creature, she knew that she had to first give out more about her. The sepia fea's auds pivoted toward this new stallion, Saab he was called. Her wheat and dirt colored gaze stared deeply into his sun-ray colored ones as she gave her response.
"I am here because I have not a home," Anvera admitted, "And also because I am deeply interested in the world that is here. She concluded.
Anvera's history was looked back quite frequently by her. She had nothing to hide, but much to be disappointed in. She had much to be depressed in, sadness had scarred it. Her memories dripped in the moments of her mother's death and the abandonment of her only true friend. |
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Post by Dreambig on May 1, 2009 22:40:33 GMT -5
Stag lifted the corners of his maw into the beginning of a friendly smile, a glitter passing through his golden gaze. Perhaps humor at seeing the mares' interest, or perhaps, he to was curious. "Well, that makes two of us, eh?" he said, smile growing bigger. Nothing really seemed to bother Saab, he was the type not to be moved from his stance in life. The type to stay in whatever personality he was introduced to in foalhood. "From what I have seen of the land here so far, it is indeed a spectacular place." he told her, tilting his head back to motion at the leafy summer trees and rich grasses. And this was only a bit of the land that was beyond. Sometime, sometime soon, he would explore it. Explore it all. And find out what was really there.
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