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Post by 7chickaa7 on Jan 23, 2009 21:47:04 GMT -5
Name: Vertigo
Breed: Mustang xXx Thoroughbred
Gender: Female
Age: 5
Height: 16hh
Coat Colour: Deep ebony constricts her feminine torso, while some white flecks invade on the hindquarters and neck.
Mane Colour: Deep ebony without intrusion.
Tail Colour: Deep ebony without intrusion.
Eye Colour: A deep black color, slightly seductive but still wild and alive.
Markings: Only a white fleck on her forehead.
Image: None
Alliance: Dark
Vertigo
meet-me-in-hell
As the fae entered the land, she peered around distrustfully. She jumped slightly but continued trotting on. She saw no one, but secretly, deep down, wished for company. She didn't like being alone. She looked around anxiously again, and then, finally spotting a stag, approched cautiously.
Stopping about twenty yards from the stag [Torchwood], she bowed to the ground and flicked her tail and held for three seconds before rising again. She looked him up and down; a sturdy stag, he was rather gorgeous.
She watched him carefully and nodded to herself, answering a hidden thought, and then spoke with ringing lyrics.
"Ello, lad, I am Vertigo. What hereby be your cursing? And you lead this land, I suppose?"
As she spoke, her eyes darted to the side but back to Torchwood and examined his facial expressions for a moment, staying in touch to his mood and the smell of it. Her tail raised, one foot in the air, she was ready to spin and run if he showed any distrustful signs right now. [/i][/color][/size] --Only myself and Vel may play. [/color] |
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Post by Vel on Jan 23, 2009 23:03:27 GMT -5
Torchwood looked up from ihs content grazing at a lovely vixen who had just appeared. She introduced herself as Vertigo. Lovely name. he thought. "Pleasure to meet you Vertigo." he said, his voice thick with a Scottish accent. "they call me Torchwood, and yes I help lead the land with my mate Fiana."
He looked the fae over with his sky coloured optics. "What brings you here Vertigo?" he asked s he walked a few meters closer to her.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Jan 24, 2009 11:56:37 GMT -5
[/size]Vertigo
meet-me-in-hell
Vertigo smirked as he wandered closer and asked her what brought her here.
"A fae like me has no where better to go," she murmured huskily and dropped her eyes, then raised them again to meet Torchwood's evenly.
As if ignoring her previous metaphor, she answered calmly,
"I have wandered upon many lands and I am stopping through, possibly to inquire to join this herd land."
As if answering her thoughts, she had a slow vision of what her life could be here. She sighed deeply and snapped her whipcord. Shook her dreads. Optics flicked from Torchwood to the side and back. Audits swiveled, waiting to pick up any noises.[/center][/i][/size][/color]
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Post by Vel on Feb 1, 2009 18:31:03 GMT -5
Torchwood nodded as she spoke. "I see." he said. He looked the vixen over. "You seem like you will do well in the herd. Joining is fine with me." he stated. He knew that Fiana would probably acept the mare as well. "Well, welcome to the herd Vertigo." he said kindly to the mare.
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Post by sibber-chow on Feb 1, 2009 19:00:59 GMT -5
An ebony figure came thundering upon the scene. She slowed from the gallop she was once holding, dropping to a quick trot. And, when she was upon the two figures, she stopped. The mare was beside her mate when she uttered her first message. “Greetings fae.”
“I caught your scent on the backwinds and figured I should investigate.” A gentle smirk arched the normally solid face. “I see you have already met Torchwood,” she suddenly paused as her filly came galloping in. At first, Fiana had thought the little one was going to run into her. Fortunately, she skidded to a halt with just inches to spare. Fiana’s haunch twitched as the wind from her daughter’s gallop hit her flank. With a rather disgruntled sigh, the onyx turned her nose towards Char. “And, this… is our daughter Char.”
Char was beaming a huge smile as she was mentioned in the conversation. “Hi!” It had taken Char a long time to utter her first words, and now that she was able to speak she would not shut up. “My name is Char, but I guess my mom just said that. Who are you? Are you new? I don’t remember you from the meeting. You must be new! Are you joining our family then? It is getting really big! But, I’m the only foal and –“
“Char!” Fiana snapped, rolling her orbs at the little one. “Please, excuse her… though she does bring up one good point. Are you interested in joining our herd?” Fiana seemed a little tense, though it wasn’t directed at the newcomer. Instead, it seemed to be something her daughter had said; her mentioning that she was the only foal. Fiana attempted to shake it off, facading a small smile.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Feb 6, 2009 20:29:43 GMT -5
Vertigo
meet-me-in-hell
Vertigo smiled evenly and listened intently to Torchwood's words.
"Thank you for your generous welcome, m'Lord, and I shall be very excited to join yer Land." As she spoke, her slight old-time accent penetrated her words.
Dial shot up and nostrils flared as a new mare galloped into the scene. She calmed down slightly as the fae introduced herself.
"Hello, Fiana, I am Vertigo from Southlands," she spoke evenly, watching the vix carefully. She watched intrestedly as another, small filly galloped clumsily into the scene, and smiled at the young one. Audits twitched as young lyrics rang to the audits, optics running loosely over the little one's body.
"Hello, little one," she said gently, smiling at her. She was rather cute. She paid no mind to the blabber and rudeness of the child.
"Oh no, it's quite alright," she assured Fiana. "I love the little ones."
Turning back to Char, she said,
"Hello, m'dear, I am Vertigo. I am indeed new and I was considering joining the herd. Would you mind if I did so?" she asked the little one kindly. The attention given to Char was unnecessary, but Vertigo didn't pay mind to letting her make an already confirmed decision. She watched carefully and chuckled under her breath at the awkward little one. [/size][/color][/i] |
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