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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Jul 23, 2009 16:59:40 GMT -5
Spirit slowly walked into the Dark lands, She needed to find Vodka, and soon. The sun would soon disappear behind the mountains in the distance, and it would be dark, and she would be here alone. She was not very comfortable now, for the foals were to come anytime. She called out her filly's name hoping she was hear and would answer her plea ' Vodka! ' She waited and listened for her daughters voice to return her call but nothing happened, again she called out ' Vodka! ' The pregnant mare hung her head as she continued to walk through the dark woods. She had just lost Hannibal, and her home she couldn't bear to lose her precious Filly. Spirit sighed as she stopped to take a break, it was hard to carry around the foals and still look for her foal. Her hopes began to fade as the sunlight also started to Fade, She feared the Vodka had also suffered the same Fate as Hannibal. Although Hannibal had forced her, she cared for him, she just couldn't believe he was gone. Everything that she had loved had just disappeared, she didn't know where to go and what to do now, all she could think about was finding Vodka.
Character Spirit
Muse Alright
Word Count To Lazy to count >.>
Notes daw I miss Hanni..
Tag Liz
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Jul 23, 2009 17:16:44 GMT -5
this is the anthem, of your existance |His ears flicked back against his head, as the call of a mare came to them. The large Irish Draught moved through the terrain, nostrils flaring slightly, wondering who was calling out in such a fashion. His mind was racing, having heard the death of Hannibal from a close ally. The dark-hearted stallion appeared near the mare, and he paused. Tilting his head, Nefarian moved forward a few feet, eyes narrowed. "You do realize it's not the best idea to call out in such a fashion in these lands? There are horses here that would pinpoint your location and try to force you." Her bulging stomach caught his attention and his ears flicked forward. A pregnant mare? Where was the stallion that had claimed her? The scent of Hannibal mixed in with her's and Nefarian faltered slightly. This was one of Hannibal's herd? Snorting, the large stallion stayed put.
"Miss, you wouldn't be one of Hannibal's brood mares, would you?" He said it softly, as if the topic of Hannibal was a touchy subject. It could've been with this mare; Hannibal had told him that he was close to a few of his mares, even if it was against his nature. horse role played | nefarian
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speech color | midnight blue
song | the anthem
artist | zany and dv8
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Jul 23, 2009 18:51:59 GMT -5
Spirit was surprised and kind of scared to see another equine especially a stag. As he started to talk about how she shouldn't be screaming she knew he had a point, but she just needed to find her filly. ' I do, But my Filly is Missing.. ' she stopped there not wanting to talk about Hannibal and how she no longer had a home. She hung her head, she was pregnant, looking for a home and her Filly.
she looked the stag over he didn't seem like her meant any harm, and she wasn't having any luck finding her daughter, maybe she should stay and talk to him a while. ' I.. I would..' She said softly. ' How Do you know Hannibal? And why are you here..? ' It seemed odd how he knew Hannibal and he was here. Sadness Filled her heart, she wished she could see Hannibal, and Vodka. She wished she could be there to see Hannibal one last time.
Character Spirit
Muse Alright
Word Count To Lazy to count >.>
Notes Nada..
Tag Liz
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