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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 23, 2009 10:08:29 GMT -5
La Fiamma di Bellezza She burns like the sun
And I can't look away
And she'll burn our horizons
Make no mistake
An attractive mare walked powerfully across the desolate landscape, her petite frame swaying slighting as her stride lengthened gracefully. Her fiery red pelt glistened in the harsh sunlight, sparkling onyx eyes scanning her surroundings with a care-less attitude: she feared nobody. Her unusual markings were highlighted as she flicked her coal black hooves out effortlessly, the flames on her legs stepping through the air with ease and a dark mane covering her elegantly arched neck. A fly landed on her glossy rump, and acting reflexively she flicked her streaked tail to move it, sparks erupting from the end and igniting a small patch of grass that blanketed the floor. Frowning she quickly stamped the small flame out, making the magma flowing under the ground shudder and pulse to the surface as if called. After the small interruption she continued to walk on, her footfalls almost silent as she glided along the soft grass-laden ground. Raising a velveteen maw to the humid air she inhaled deeply, equine scents rushing to her head. A snarl erupted from her clenched jaw, “They’d better be Zunden.” Still, she didn’t attempt to increase her speed and continued on in the direction of the scents in a relaxed walk. After a couple of miles of walking, she paused, staring through sparkling, dark eyes, looking for any signs of horses. Seeing none, she frowned. Was this not where the other equines she had interrogated told her to go? Stamping a coal black hoof agitatedly, flames ignited from around her hooves, scorching the grass until it was black and dead. A frustrated snarl flew from her parted kissers, and she felt the sudden urge to burn something. She quickly spun her beautiful head sideways, her eyes flashing with fire as she sent flames licking their way up a small tree with ease. Waiting until the branches were turned to ash, she quickly extinguished the blaze with a rapid flash of her eyes. Deciding to continue onwards she stepped up into an expressive trot, streaked banner sweeping along the ground, drying the grass where the silky strands touched, her small daggers creating small flames as they patted the hard floor. Where was she going? She didn’t know. Who would she meet? She didn’t know. The only thing she could feel was that she was going down the right path, and what and who she would find would complete her. [this is my mares opening, please join the RPG and allow her to join the fire herd]  [/color][/center] |
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Post by Vel on Apr 25, 2009 17:23:10 GMT -5
Aiden
The Last Fire Lord The Fire Lord had been patrolling his terra, making sure everything was incheck and making sure that any that did not have pure Zunden blood did not set foot on his land. He was hoping to, if possible, stumble upon more with pure Zunden blood, looking to join the herd. Aiden was rather pleased with the size of the herd. Sure he didn't have a hundred plus members like the Fire Herd did back in the good old days, but he had a good sized herd for a start.
Aiden halted and lifted his crown into the ash filled air. He flared his nares as he drew in the many scents around him. Everything seemed to be normal. the smell of ash, magma, assorted burning items, little vegetation, and the herd members. He sniffed once more, and this time caught a completly new scent. It was equine. An equine that he was unfamiliar with. A part of him hoped that it was another Zunden coming to join his herd, but another part of him was hoping that it was a poor, lost soul, not of Zunden blood, the he, and the herd, could teach a lesson to. Basically they would torture and kill him or her. An evil grin played upon his velveteen kissers.
Aiden picked up a lazy trot and followed the scent of the new being he had detected. It didn't take long for him to see the vixen. As he drew nearer, he realised that she was a Zunden. Or atleast she looked to be, with her colouring and markings and whatnot. She could be half Zunden, or even one sixteenth Zunden. All he knew, if she wasn't pureblood, she have to be, 'taken care of'. Aiedn snorted at this thought and raised his crown, walking up to her. "Who are you?" he half asked, hlaf demanded. |
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 25, 2009 17:53:39 GMT -5
La Fiamma De Bellezza [/size] We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?[/size] Slightly disheartened the vixen continued on, her pace even at walk impressive, her unique markings easily distinguishable in the vivid sunlight, her shining red pelt glowing like fire. She’d been walking for a while when she suddenly stumbled upon the scent of a stag, so she paused, dainty crown raised and streaked mane glittering in the sun, and flared her fiery nostrils, inhaling deeply. Yes, she was correct. A stag. Snorting, smoke streamed from her nose, usually calm eyes riddled with fire as they stalked the horizon. Seeing no-one at first, she decided to give them a warning of what they were dealing with; stamping a fore hoof a horizontal line in front of her, approximately 50metres long, sprouted 7foot tall flames, and she stood behind them, laughing mercilessly. The extraordinary amount of fire she had created didn’t drain her power in the slightest, in fact it made her feel if anything even more alive. Suddenly she stopped, her coat shivering even next to the heat of the flames. She could feel.. Sense that this stallion was different. In a strange moment of realisation she jumped from a stand still, straight through the flames, landing softly and sliding to a stop, her petite body sideways, stunning crown turned towards her new leader. Instantly lowering the flames she stared at him, and waiting for him to approach. When he asked for her name she spoke out confidently, “La Fiamma di Bellezza, but I understand that it isn’t very kind on the tongue. Just call me Fiamma or Bellezza for short.” Taking a confident step forwards, she looked him straight in the eye, her beautiful face raised, and half whispered into his radar, “You are the fire lord, the chosen one? Aiden?” she shivered as she spoke his name, an electric thrill of adrenaline sparking throughout her body. “I suppose you are wondering if I am of pure blood? Does this prove it?” she easily conjured up flames around their bodies, meeting over their heads, controlled. She quickly withdrew the flames and spoke, “I hope this proves that I am not a filthy half-blood” she half spat.
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Post by Vel on Apr 26, 2009 15:51:14 GMT -5
Aiden
The Last Fire Lord Aiden rolled his orbs a bit at her little display of her abilities. Of course, she probably thought he was 'normal', just as he had assumed of her before her little performance there. "Well Belleza, I'd have to say that you are welcome into this herd." he said, looking her up and down. She would fit in rather nicely. "Yes." he answered a bit later, "I am Aiden, last of the Fire Lords."ooc// *runs and hides* this is complete and utter rubbish |
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 26, 2009 16:27:53 GMT -5
La Fiamma De Bellezza [/color] She burns like the sun
And I can't look away
And she'll burn our horizons
Make no mistake
She sighed and rolled her eyes sarcastically, “Sure, you can do better whatever. And you may be the fire lord but that doesn’t mean that you’ll be getting any special treatment from me” with a snort she pranced into an elevated trot, streaked banner streaming out behind her, her coal black daggers burning hoof prints into the ground as she continued towards the other members of the herd. Without looking back to him she spoke out, “And for your information, I wasn’t even trying” before converting her whole body into flames, and galloping onwards, leaving a trail of fire behind her.[/center][/size] |
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Post by Vel on Apr 26, 2009 17:47:38 GMT -5
Aiden
The Last Fire Lord This vixen had some spirit. "Never said I could or couldn't do better." He kind of liked it, especially her sarcasm. "And I wouldn't be expecting anything special from you anyways." he said, loud enough for her to hear him. Yes, he liked this one. His crimson orbs followed her as she left. A smirk played on his maw as he shook his head and continued to patrol the areas.ooc// *beats self up* muse! i need muse! (no not the band, but I want them too) |
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 26, 2009 18:27:04 GMT -5
La Fiamma De Bellezza [/color] We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
She could feel his crimson eyes on her as she left, and without turning around she swiftly called over her shoulder in reply, "Then how come you're still staring?", before sliding to a halt sideways to him, sparks flying. She winked at him flirtily and returned to her normal state, before turning her back on him and walking away, chuckling lightly to herself, shaking her striking crown and making her streaked mane stick up in spikes, ruffled, and as the strands moved they could almost be mistaken for flames in the sunlight.
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Post by Vel on Apr 28, 2009 20:57:20 GMT -5
Aiden
The Last Fire Lord Aiden was basically struck speachless at her little comeback. Had he really been staring? He must have? Was he? He did tend to stare off into space, sometimes another equine would be in his line of vision when he stared off into space. That had to have happened just then. Right?ooc/// I should be arrested for this crappy thing |
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 30, 2009 9:36:29 GMT -5
ooc//Haha you shouldn't! it's fine xD And i'll continue on the herd meeting post now, unless you think we should continue on this one?  |
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Post by Vel on May 1, 2009 18:37:06 GMT -5
ooc// just go ahead on the meeting. pretned this is like pre-meeting i guess
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Post by KatiieColours on May 1, 2009 18:42:19 GMT -5
ooc// okay dokey. ive posted on the herd meeting already |
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