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Post by whisperingsongs on Jun 9, 2009 11:43:30 GMT -5
Aramba walked along the shoreline, her hooves leaving an even pattern in the sand. Her forelock was dampened on the end from the ocean mist, but she didnt care. all that mattered to her at the moment was finding a safe place to call it a night. She had been walking for days and was exhausted. Not only that, but also alone. She was more solitary than social, and for many reasons. She didnt like to hate, but come the moment, she would. Strongly believing in the phrase 'all is fair in love and war' is what kept her alive for these past three summers. As she walked along the beach, she noticed the sun was setting. Light was becoming scarce, and nothing was going to keep her out of the worst of the damp summer nights without shelter. She picked up her gait to a Canter and moved along a little faster. She found a small cave and decided that with all of the light that was left. that she may as well call this home. Well this is home until either she finds another equine, or at the worst... another equine finds her.[/color]
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jun 9, 2009 12:41:40 GMT -5
[glow=darkred,2,300]Thorn[/glow]
I Reached For You To Save Me; Y.ou Were Frozen in Your Fear. T.ake it All Away....
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Cold, desolent light gray orbs watched the mare as she progressed down the beach. The mare obviously was tired by the way her pillars violently shook, and because she searched for shelter. It was obvious that any equine would search for shelter now that it was getting dark, and that the scent of a heavy storm was in the air. You could even feel it in your bones. The unknown mare turned into the rocky cave onto the beach, not noticing the ghostly figure observing her. A soft rumble came from the darkening sky, and soon the hazy orange sun disapeared under the ocean as it slowly became more wild, crashing against the rocks that were in it's path.
A eboney equine stood over the sheer cliffside that bordered part of Spiagga, it's hide tainted with a hue dark red. Its nares flared as it breathed in the sharp scent of salt, sand, equine, and storm. Another rumble shook the gathering clouds. The creature's eboney red-streaked hair fluttered in the wind that raced through, bringing the looming dark clouds ever closer. Ivory flame-looking pillars shifted, and auds flicked back and forth anxiously at the approuching storm. A wild scream issued from the equine's throat as lightning lit up the sky, and a loud rumble of thunder went off. The creature reared, ivory pillars flailing, and turned on it's back daggers, bolting near the edge of the cliff.
Thorn's auds pressed to her skull as she galloped full speed down the slanting ravine that lead off towards the beach, unable to stand being up on the cliffside much longer. She bucked a few times as she reached the beach, the sand still warm from the sun. The clouds hadn't reached over Spiagga just yet, so it would take a while before it started pouring rain. Sand flew up behind her as she ran down the beach, banner billowing like a flag in the harsh wind. It was as if a furious Era horse had been released onto the area.
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Post by whisperingsongs on Jun 9, 2009 14:27:57 GMT -5
Aramba you always want more than you can take
Aramba moved her ears vigorously at the sounds and scents of a new equine. She perked her head up and stood. She peered out of the cavern's wide opening and stared at the shadowy figure. She approached it with caution. With only moments of rest, she was barely able to hold herself up. 'how odd that he would be following me and watching me.' she found all that she had to speak.
"And you would be?"
she spoke with great caution. this figure was another equine. she kept her anger inside, and as to not upset him, she kept calm and submissive.
Staring at him she noticed a shady tone to his eyes. She quickly averted her stare to the other horse bucking and rearing, throwing a holy fit on the beach in front of her. she looked cautiously, stepping slightly backwards, pausing in a half-step.[/color]
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Post by whisperingsongs on Jun 18, 2009 17:33:23 GMT -5
bump
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Post by Aussy on Jun 19, 2009 13:40:08 GMT -5
mine if i get austin in here??
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Post by whisperingsongs on Jun 20, 2009 12:27:50 GMT -5
Go ahead its fine with me.
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