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Post by .r e e d. on Aug 22, 2009 9:43:33 GMT -5
Kibitala [/color][/font][/right] Small hooves stood on the cold earth as the wind played with the young mare's tassles. The filly wasn't here to be claimed, and she wasn't leaving her home. She was just bored. There was nothing to do in Liberta.
Snorting, Kibitala gave a small squeal before kicking up her heels and taking off at a full arabian gallop. This put a smile on her mug. She was just like her father, a pureblood arabian. Even though she was half of another breed. She stopped suddenly, turning on a dime and going the other way. Who cared? She was having fun.
She slowed, wondering about her past life. Drum just... Was gone. Her mother, dead. Her father, had been with so many mares she couldn't count all her siblings. Shaking her head to rid the thoughts, she opened her dark purple eyes. Kibitala had grown into a beautiful young mare, a bright palomino snowcap and brindle.
The filly snorted again. She didn't want to remember those thoughts. But they came to her. She ground her teeth, taking off at full speed. The trees blurred as she did a 360, turning all the way around and going the other way. She did a flying leap, bucking mid air. She came down softly, breathing heavy. She smiled, bucking once more. [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` Gewd
Song` No exact.
Character` Kibitala[/b][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 22, 2009 10:49:12 GMT -5
The large colt trotted into the land. looking for more fillies around his gae to claim. Even though Jigsaw was a two year old, he looked like he was at least a strapping four or five year old. Since both of his parents were tall, muscualr equines, he had inherited that and it was now prminant.
The colt shook his crown and broke into a trot, his orbs scanning the land. No one. Whywasn't any filly here? Jigsaw had already been successful in getting two fillies to follow him into Aro's land to join the herd. Hopefully he would find a number three today.
He then saw her, a vision of golden beauty. Jigsaw halted and snorted, doing a double take, making sure that he had really seen the filly. Her coat was a light gold, almost like wheat. A snowy blanket covered her and her neck had faint brindled markings. Her eyes were a gogeous dark shade. And her bodice. She looked to be mostly Arab, but Jigsaw knew she wasn't pure because of her thiv=cker legs and her neck wasn't really that arched.
Jigsaw approached her a walk. "Hello." He deep vocals rang out, piercing the silence of the cold day.
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Post by .r e e d. on Aug 22, 2009 11:01:25 GMT -5
Kibitala [/color][/font][/right] Small bodice stopped as the scent of another equine entered the air. Ears flicked as she looked, finally spotting another young colt. He approached, deep vocals ringing. The ebony colt was largely built. The young mare snorted softly, dark purple eyes looking to the ebon. 'hello. i am kibitala.' She smiled, her voice soft and smooth. Blinking, she smiled again, but it soon faded. 'i'm not looking for a herd, i only came because i was so bored..' She smiled again shyly, looking down. [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` Gewd
Song` No exact.
Character` Kibitala[/b][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 25, 2009 20:02:58 GMT -5
The colt's audit's flicked as the strangely coloured femme spoke. Her sounded her greeting and calling. Kibitala. It was an interesting name. "Kibitala. That's a nice name. Very unique. I don't think I've ever heard it before." he comemnted. She was a light, he could tell. But then again that didn't matter. He would just force her to come to the herd anyway.
He swiwshed his banner as she said that she already had a herd. "You 'appy with that herd?" he asked, wanting to know if the little filly would come with him. It sure had worked on two tohers. Of course she was happy with her herd. Plus her mother and father probably lived there.
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Post by .r e e d. on Aug 25, 2009 20:25:01 GMT -5
Kibitala [/color][/font][/right] 'i believe i am.' Tiara cocked sideways as he asked. Nostrils flared. A dark, but so? Plus, he was handsome. 'why such a young, handsome stallion gathering members?' She smiled, fluttering her long black eyelashes. The filly looked down again. This was her first season, her heart fluttered. Nostrils flared as she realized what she had done. She looked up again, eyes wild. He'd better not. She would fight the stag. [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` Gewd
Song` None.
Character` Kibitala[/b][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 26, 2009 16:59:47 GMT -5
The colt stomped an ebony dagger on the hardening ground. "I am going around the lands persauding equines around my age to join what will become the greatedt herd on the isle, led by Aro." Jigsaw explained very profressionally, like a spokes person for a executive company, almost like he did it every day of his life.
Jigsaw lifted his crown a bit as the filly fluttered her eyelashes at him and gave him a small smile. Was she flirting with him? She looked a little young, but then again, he looked a little old. The mares he had brought to Aro's herd before were three or four yearsd of age and thought he was six, not two and a half. So for all he knew Kibitala may be his age.
"What herd do you belong to?" he asked her, cusious to know where she came from. Perhaps he knew the land, the members, and maybe even the leader.
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Post by .r e e d. on Aug 26, 2009 19:05:55 GMT -5
Kibitala [/color][/font][/right] 'liberta. with my father.' Dark purple eyes fluttered once more before strutting off a couple footsteps, arching her neck and raising a dainty leg and giving him a feisty smile. 'i don't believe i caught your name, handsome..' Kibi smiled. Turning around to face him, she cocked her tiara. 'such a dark?' She asked softly. Of course he was. Most would find the stench repulsive. She had nare a problem. Kibitala sighed, nostrils flaring. She looked away for a moment, cool breeze blowing her sweet, floral scent. She looked back to him, smiling. [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` Gewd
Song` None.
Character` Kibitala[/b][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 27, 2009 20:30:34 GMT -5
Liberta. That name rang a bell. Jigsaw though harder. Where had he heard that before? It then clicked. He remembered that when he was a few months old, Quixtant and his father Jigsaw, and a few of the other herd memebers travelled to tha land. Her father must be Lassan, the lead of the land! So did that mean that Kibitala was of high status? ooohhh, this would be good.
Jigsaw shifted his weight a bit as the filly's scent rolled into his nares. He had just reached breeding age and never had his, erm, first go. It wasn't hard to see that he was pretty excited already. The colt bobbed his crown and walked a few steps toward Kibitala. "Well the, I guess you'll be back home to daddy?"
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Post by .r e e d. on Aug 27, 2009 21:03:59 GMT -5
Kibitala [/color][/font][/right] 'not for a while.' The young mare smirked, walking towards him till she was almost touching her muzzle to his. 'do you want me?' Soft, cool breath flowing to his nostrils. Cream tassles arched, floral scent strong. Elegant arabian frame backed up a few feet, pawing at the ground.
This was her second affair. Drum just.. Disappeared. Kibi hadn't a clue what happened to the young stallion. Her life was a harmless mite of the real world. She wanted to stop living in the slow lane and pass into the fast. The filly was finally getting a 'bad boy.' All her life she was swept away from the real world, except when her mother died. That was what changed her and her father.
Her father. Ears flicked. What would he think? Lassan was still going through a tough time losing three close mares. And Venom and Lassan were still going through a tough time. But, still. She wanted this. She wanted Jigsaw. [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` Gewd
Song` None.
Character` Kibitala[/b][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 29, 2009 8:06:28 GMT -5
Auds flicked as the filly spoke. Not for awhile was her reply. Jigsaw thought that she might want to go home, him being a Dark and all, trying o get her to come back to Aro's herd with him. Surely she'd want to go back to her mother and father like a good little mare. Right?
It was what came out of her mouth next that caused Jigsaw to raise his brow a bit. He never would have thought that that would have come from the filly he came to know as Kibitala. She didn't even know him, but then again, she was probably being controlled by her hormones. Jigsaw hadn't even told her his calling yet. "Depends what you want lass." Jigsaw said with a smirk, taking a step closer to the filly.
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Post by .r e e d. on Aug 29, 2009 12:28:01 GMT -5
Kibitala [/color][/font][/right] 'i think you know, handsome.' She strutted a few more feet, stopping. The mare had never heard his name. But so? Who gives a fuck? 'i'll see you there..' Kibi smirked, arabian form trotting to allevare. The breeding grounds.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. Should she go through with this. Throwing herself forward, she spoke in her mind. 'your going to do this.' Was this just a big mistake? [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` Gewd
Song` None.
Character` Kibitala[/b][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 31, 2009 17:29:35 GMT -5
The colt's auds flicked as the filly spoke in a low voice, almost sounding older than she really was. Or actually, she was proabbly sounding her age, for Jigsaw thought that Kibitala sounded a bit young.
Did this filly really want this? If so, Jigsaw would be more than happy to oblige. He stood stock still as Kibitala began to trot away. Where the hell was she going to? I then struck him. Of course! The breeding lands! Gow could he have been so stupid? Well it wasn't like he was their all the time like his no good father Masquerade. Well, he would meet her there. Afterall, this was his first time too.
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