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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Apr 23, 2009 11:14:04 GMT -5
MARTINI ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I've never been anywhere cold as you. Martini looked him in the eyes, she wasn't scared of him. She knew that he could easily overpower her, but it still didn't scare her. As he walked around behind her She kicked out with her right hind foot with all the strength she had in her, and if it struck him where she had planned it would hit him right in the knee cap cause him a bit of pain to run, which would give her some time to escape."He's not my boyfriend.." She said whirling around so she was facing him. Her shoulder continued to bleed, and hurt, but she tried to ignore the pain. |
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 23, 2009 11:26:47 GMT -5
“Well then, should we do this the hard way, or the easy way? It’s entirely up to you, I don’t mind a bit[/color]” he spoke slyly, a malevolent smirk appearing on his kissers. The mare kicked out sharply at his leg, and he stayed put, allowing the hoof to smash onto his kneecap. Pain seared through his body, and he welcomed it, almost enjoyed it. “Oohh, I love mares with a bit of fight in them. So, I’m guessing the hard way?[/b]” highly amused he watched her, taking in the beauty of her features. He slid his tongue down the inside of her back leg, snapping at it harshly if she threatened to kick out. He inhaled intensely, her fragrance deeply pleasurable to him, and again started to sniff at her delicate folds, caressing them harshly.[/size]
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Post by .r e e d. on Apr 23, 2009 16:00:43 GMT -5
"martini!!! get out of the way!" Rage filled his coal black bodice. Rearing, his ivories slashed about towards the foe. UNFINISHED
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 24, 2009 10:01:40 GMT -5
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Oscurità raised his noble head, a deep growl roaring from his muscular chest, “you know stag, I’m a getting a little annoyed at being interrupted by you.” He snarled spitefully, his bitterly cold eyes boring into the other stallions, his red jaw clenched in irritation. He watched the other stallion rear, and effortlessly stepped out of the way of his flailing legs. Sighing, he rolled his eyes disrespectfully and looked back, “you’ll have to do better then that now stag, you’re beginning to piss me off.” Rearing on his powerful hind legs, he made up by the lack of height by punching the air with coal black daggers, slashing out with force. Then he bent his back legs, and threw himself forwards at the stallion, head outstretched, white teeth bared, foaming crazily at the mouth. He moved faster than a snake striking out, and much more lethally. If he was to hit the stallion, his front muscular leg would crash into the other stallions jaw, and he would bite the stallion viciously on the underside of his neck, making a deep gash.
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Post by .r e e d. on Apr 28, 2009 10:53:02 GMT -5
I has a deal. If obbs'll leave martini, he can be a stud in my land, go claim mares, breed to them & such with my premission. Like beta.
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 28, 2009 11:06:18 GMT -5
Ohh, me likes. He already has another mare called Druantia though. Would that be alright?
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