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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Apr 28, 2009 19:48:31 GMT -5
Spirit [/color][/right] Spirit trotted out of the woods and into a large meadow, Vodka followed close behind her. The Mare stopped at the edge of the woods and reared up and let out a whinny, she hadn't seen Hannibal in sometime, and she wanted to let him know everything was alright. She landed with a 'thud' and she looked around for any other equines. The large mare lowered her head and began eating the grass.
[/color][/font] Vodka [/size][/color] Vodka followed close behind her mother, she didn't want to get lost in the woods. The energetic filly watched her mother rear and whinny. She figured that her mother was calling for daddy. Vodka liked seeing her dad, but she didn't get to see him much.[/blockquote][/font] |
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 9, 2009 18:26:38 GMT -5
hannibal So, someone actually lived in the lands still. The proud stallion trotted through the forest, his dark tail flicking behind his painted body. Ears flicked with each hoof placed on the solid ground, his memory guiding him through the trees toward Spirit and the daughter of the great lead and the mare. When Spirit came into view, a rare smile formed across his muzzle. Pulling to a stop next to the mare, Hannibal ran his muzzle over her shoulder quickly. "It is great to see you again, Spirit. I take it all is well,"
[/b] his voice was soft, meant only for her, then his blue eyes went to Vodka. She sure had grown a lot since the last time he had seen her. She was older than Bolin and Orpheus, but his twin sons were taller and more muscular than the filly. "Well hey there, my little girl,"[/b] he called over to the filly, smiling and flicking his tail behind his body slowly.[/font][/size][/center][/blockquote] |
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 9, 2009 19:50:31 GMT -5
Spirit
Spirit smiled as the stallion stopped next to her and ran his soft muzzle over her shoulder. "It's great to see you too. And yes Everything is Well, Vodka is growing like a weed." She said laughing quietly. She nuzzle his neck before turning to look at her little foal. She flicked her tail as she watched Vodka play. "She really misses you." She said watching the little foal. "And so do I... She added quietly. She did get lonely Sometimes.
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Vodka [/color] Vodka reared up as she saw her father. She ran up to him, and almost ran right into his chest. "Hi Daddy!" She almost screamed as she looked up into his eyes. She had missed her dad alot, she really liked seeing him. She tossed her head about excitedly as she pranced around in circles around her dad. "I missed you!" She said shyly.[/blockquote][/size][/font][/center] |
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 9, 2009 20:06:08 GMT -5
Smiling widely, Hannibal nudged Vodka's shoulder gently. "And I have missed you, my sweet."
[/b] The Lead flicked his tail slowly behind him, blue eyes watching the filly prance around him. His smile widened even more, and he looked to Spirit. He was about to ask her something important, but he didn't know if she was ready for it yet. Flicking his ears, he let the smile disappear from his muzzle and he lowered his head to the ground. He nipped at the grass, almost nervously. Hopefully the mare and her filly didn't pick up on his nervousness all of a sudden.[/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] hannibal |
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 9, 2009 20:17:40 GMT -5
Spirit
Spirit watched as the smiled disappeared off Hannibal's face. He then looked nervous, she wondered what was wrong. "Vodka Darling, Go play for a little While."
[/b] She watched as the Filly Trotted off toward the small stream near by. "Hannibal, Is something wrong, you... You just seem a little Nervous..." She said quietly, she hoped nothing was wrong. She looked over at the little Filly who was now splashing around in the water.[/color][/color] [/color]
Vodka [/color] Vodka thingyed her head to the side as her mother asked her to go play. She pranced over toward the stream and began splashing. She completely forgot about her parents talking, She yawned slightly as she nibbled at the grass along the edge of the stream. She was getting Tired, Normally she and her mother rested around noon, and Vodka usually looked forward to taking a nap.[/blockquote][/size][/font][/center] |
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 10, 2009 13:45:46 GMT -5
Ears flicked at Spirit's voice, and the great paint lifted his head up to let his blue eyes rest onto the mare. "Spirit. I have been wondering about something lately. I just ... I don't know if I should ask it, because I do not know if you are ready yet or not." Tilting his head slightly, the dark stallion could've kicked himself. He sounded so much like a light. Not like the dark, evil stallion everyone in Isola knew him for. One of his ears flicked, and he let his gaze instinctively go toward Vodka for a second, just to make sure she was alright. He then looked back to Spirit, and swayed his tail behind his body.
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 10, 2009 20:47:17 GMT -5
Spirit
Spirit looked up at her, she was confused by what Hannibal said. "Hannibal, Just ask it." She said still puzzled by What Hannibal had just said. Spirit began to get nervous. What if he was going to ask them to leave, maybe he had planned to kick them out after Vodka was old enough? Spirit tried to hide the fact she was nervous. Spirit looked over at the little filly who was nibbling at the green grass beside the small stream.
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Vodka looked over at her mother and father, she saw them talking, and it seemed as if something was wrong, but Vodka wasn't going to ask. She yawned once again and shook her petite head. She started to trot over toward her parents, she walked past them and laid down in a big patch of soft green grass and closed her eyes.
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 12, 2009 11:45:08 GMT -5
So Spirit wanted him to just ask it? Placing a smirk upon his maw, the large stallion brought his head up and stared right at the mare. "I was wondering, dear, if you would like to have another foal? Vodka is surely old enough to weaned off, and I do believe there should be more of my bloodline in my lands."
[/b] Okay, so he had said that a bit too cocky. What was wrong with him? Clamping his teeth together, he stared at her, waiting for her answer. If Spirit didn't want a foal, he'd force her. He was in that sort of mood at the moment, and rejection wasn't something he wanted to deal with right now.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font] hannibal [/size][/center] |
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 14, 2009 20:26:18 GMT -5
Spirit [/size] Spirit looked at Hannibal in Surprise, she hadn't dreamed of having any other foals. She looked over at Vodka, Could she take care of more foals? Did she want more foals? She looked at him somewhat worried "Hannibal, I... I Don't know..." She said turning to look at the foal which had just laid down. It was a beautiful to relax, and take a nice long nap in the warm summer sun.
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Vodka shut her eyes as the warm sun hit her back, making her feel warm. Her breathing slowed and her heart rate also slowed as she drifted off into a sound sleep in the warm sun.[/center][/font][/color][/size] |
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 14, 2009 20:35:48 GMT -5
hannibal --- >> Taking a step back, Hannibal withdrew his head toward his chest. "I mean .. if you don't want to, Spirit, I understand." Was he really taking this so lightly?! Where was his dark spirit? Shaking his head, Hannibal flared his nostrils and then thrusted his head into the air. "There is always forcing you again, though." An evil glint flickered through his blue eyes, as he stared down at Spirit, his tail snapping behind his large body. If he had to, he would force Spirit right here, right now. Right in front of Vodka. So what if the filly was here. He wanted it right now, and he would get what he wanted. Hannibal side-stepped, reaching out and nipping Spirit's shoulder. It was quite harsh, much unlike the way he had previously been with the mare. What was going on with him? His moods were swinging wildly out of control. He was acting like a Light mere seconds ago, now the darkest part of him was showing. Was he losing his mind? << ---
word count: 174.
speech color: dark red.
character: hannibal.
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 14, 2009 20:48:09 GMT -5
Spirit Spirit looked at him and smiled and laughed slightly. She stomped her dagger and flicked her tail, as she felt Hannibal bit her on the shoulder, hard. "Alright, Just Not in front of Vodka." She said with a worried look on her face. She trotted of into the timber near where they were. She stood behind a large tree as if it was a game of "Hide-and-seek." She waited impatiently for Hannibal to come, She wasn't sure how long Vodka would sleep, and she didn't want anything to happen to her little filly. She let out a soft snort while she waited. Hurry Up, You know I don't Have to do this. She hissed quite rudely. |
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 14, 2009 20:55:45 GMT -5
hannibal Smirking slightly that he got his way, Hannibal glanced at Vodka for a brief second. Flicking his ears forward, he followed after the mare, avoiding the trees to stop beside her. "You don't have to, but I won't be nice if you try to run away and avoid it."
[/color] Snapping his tail behind his painted body, Hannibal nudged Spirit's shoulder gently, then ran it along her back. Teasing her, that was what he was going to do. He nipped at her rump slightly, then moved back up her back to her shoulders. Almost like a massage.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] word count: 99.
speech color: dark red.
character: hannibal.
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 15, 2009 17:25:05 GMT -5
Spirit Spirit looked back at him, she was getting quite aggravated, and frusterated. Spirit snorted and began to walk off almost as if he wasn't there. Hmm, Well come to think of it When are you nice. She siad while walking away. Spirit flicked her tail behind her body and continued her protesting, which she figured wouldn't last for long. Knowing Hannibal he would probally make it ten times worse for her now, but the sassy little mare never seemed to learn. [/blockquote] |
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on May 15, 2009 17:37:13 GMT -5
hannibal --->> Staring as Spirit walked away, Hannibal grew flustered. Snorting and flaring his nostrils, he followed after her. When he knew she had stopped, he reared up, and mounted her, clamping his teeth onto her neck. A low hiss escaped him, and his ears flicked back. "You will regret speaking to me like that, wench," came his cold reply, and he thrusted himself into her harshly, biting down harder into her neck at the same time. He would make the bitch pay for her words. Pain was what he was going for here, no pleasure for a little slave mare who couldn't hold her tongue. <<---
word count. 105
speech color. dark red
character. hannibal
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on May 15, 2009 17:50:20 GMT -5
Spirit When Spirit had stopped to look back She saw Hannibal rear up and land on her back. Shit, She was in for it now. She felt his teeth clamp down hard onto the back of her neck. She grunted softly as she felt him thrust into her while biting down harder at the same time. Is That a Threat or a Promise? She snorted, would she ever learn her lesson. She started to squigggle underneath him trying to make it as awful for him as possible. His teeth kept digging in deeper and deeper until blood finally started to run out of her "wound". [/blockquote] |
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