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Post by wildbrumby on Jun 28, 2008 23:21:31 GMT -5
She stood alone in a small clearing. Her roan coat shimmering in the moonlight. Lifting her head to the sky, River gazed at the moonlight, waiting.
He would be here soon. She was sure of it.
Trying to calm her nerves, the mare cropped at the grass lightly. Her tail flicked her sides, though no bugs disturbed her. A muscle quivered on her shoulder, twitching.
Soon... her would come soon...
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Post by Vel on Jun 28, 2008 23:31:49 GMT -5
Lassan trotted into the land, his ebony coat shone with water on somme spots, for he had plunged through a river instead of jumping it. His powerful hindquarters pushed him forward. He slowed to a walk as he approached the lovely blue and white shape that was cropping at the short grass. He walked up until he was a meter from her. He let out a low whicker to her to let her know that he was here.
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Post by wildbrumby on Jun 29, 2008 0:39:36 GMT -5
Her head flew upwards at his call, blure forelock flicking into her eyes. Snorting lightly she shook her vision free.
With a low whicker, River answered her mate's call and closed the gap between then, stepping delicatly towards him. She reached out her muzzle, nostrils quivering, to touch his black velvet nose. Another low rumble from her throat. Ears twitching, River watched her stallion. Her scent was wafting around them. She was nervous, having not been covering in a few years. And even then only once.
The roan blew lightly on his cheek, excitment and antispation(sp?) building in her.
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Post by Vel on Jun 29, 2008 0:56:11 GMT -5
Lassan's ebony zeniths flicked forward as River returned his call. He watched her step up to him. She then touched her velvety muzzle to his own. He softly blew into her nostrils with his own. He flicked his black banner as anticipation built up in him. This would only be his second covering of a mare. He flicked his banner a bit more as her heated scent reached his nostrils. He waited for her to make a move, he did not want to rush her at all. He moved up a bit and began to groom her mane near the base of her audits.
i think its spelled anticipation? though im not to sure
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Post by wildbrumby on Jun 29, 2008 6:09:37 GMT -5
Feeling his touch sent shivers down her spine. Her skin vibrated and desire for him burned deep within her. She lowered her head, allowing easier access to her crest and enjoying his attention.
She moved forwards again, her shoulder clashing into his but only with a gentle pressure. Arching her neck she twisted her head to nip his black neck, though only lightly. Her hooves side-stepped, so her barrel was now before his chest. She gave a coy little whinny and lifted her blue banner, flicking it slightly.
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Post by Vel on Jun 29, 2008 17:58:30 GMT -5
Lassan continued to groom her blue and moon coloured banner that fell ever so beautifuly over her neck. As he continued to groom her crest, she bumped him a bit and stepped to the side until her barrel was against his chest. She nipped lightly as his neck and then flicked her banner and let out a small whinny. Lassan smiled and put his dial a bit higher. He trotted a circle around her and nipped at her mane as he circled her. He the returned to his spot where he was before he started to trot around her blue and white frame.
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Post by wildbrumby on Jul 1, 2008 23:00:31 GMT -5
River watched him as he circles her. Once her had returned to the same stop the roan spun slightly, facing him. She touched her white nose to his forehead. Then in a sudden movement sprang away, kicking her heels up and shaking her blue and white mane. She gave him and inticing whinny and slid to a stop, facing him and standing with her white socked legs square and her neck arched proudly.
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Post by Vel on Jul 1, 2008 23:24:25 GMT -5
As he returned to his spot, River spun around and touched her muzzle to his forehead. She then suddenly sprang away, gave a small buck, and whinnied to him. He whinnied back as he trotted up to her. she was now standing very square with her neck arched, looking like a professionally trianed dressage horse. He trotted past her as he nipped the base of her tail. He whinnied to her once again. He trotted back to her head, and touched his mmuzzle to her own. He paused and touched hi muzzle to her flank before trotting away a few meters in front of her.
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Post by wildbrumby on Jul 1, 2008 23:38:39 GMT -5
His touch sent goosebumps across her flesh, exciting her more. Watching him trot away, she flung her head up and flicked her banner. With careful dancing steps, River moved after him. She had seen dressage horses do this, she couldn't remember what they called it but one horse had taugh her the movement. It was graceful and her mane bounced along her neck and she stepped. Each hoof placed purposefully. Once she was behind him, she nipped his rump, before grabbing a mouthful of his black stands and tugging his tail playfully.
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Post by Vel on Jul 2, 2008 2:18:05 GMT -5
Lassan watched her as she performed a momvement that she had to have learned from a dressage horse. It was a very beautiful movement, they way her feet were placed with each bouncing stepp, her mane lightly moving on her blue and white painted neck. She then started to move towards him in the same gait. He watched as she moved behind him and nipped at his rump. He let out a whuffle and she grabbed his tail min he mouth. He turned, while she still had his black banner, and he began to groom her flank, . He whickerd and his auds flicked back to her since he was turned around.
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Post by wildbrumby on Jul 2, 2008 8:04:54 GMT -5
Through the black silks River snickered to him. With a final tug she let go and reached across to his neck, nibbling his crest. Her blue tipped banner flicked sharply, her body suddenly eager for him. She had forgetten this desire, and having it suddenly awakened seemed to send her insane with want.
The roan forced herself to calm. And waited, looking at him expectantly, but not knowing how to ask. Simply standing, feeling his touch and lifting her tail.
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Post by Vel on Jul 3, 2008 11:03:02 GMT -5
Lassan heard her nicker as she continued to groom his ebony banner and crest. Lassan whuffled back to her. He then saw that her tail began to lift. He pulled away a bit from mher. He walked around behind her, hoping that she wanted this right now. He lifted up and mounted her. He looked to her to make sure now was the time.
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Post by wildbrumby on Jul 4, 2008 2:00:33 GMT -5
She was ready. She braced her legs, preparing for his weight. Snorting slightly in shock at the sudden pressure but standing strong. Tilting her head round to be able to just see him she nickered reassuringly. Her tail flicked away, reveiling herself. Once again she neighed, telling him it was ok.
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Post by Vel on Jul 8, 2008 21:44:19 GMT -5
Lassan snorted as she aloowed him to mount her and move on. He began to breed with her, moving slowly until she wanted him to do other wise. His ebonite pillars held her firmly but not to hard. She seemed so small compared to him. He reached down with his muzzle and groomed her crest.
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Post by wildbrumby on Jul 9, 2008 22:30:12 GMT -5
River arched her neck, pushing her crest into his teeth. She whickered pushing her body against his. Her blue and white hairs stood on end as goosebumps rippled over her skin. He was large. Covering her completely. Something she was not used to. Though, River was enjoying herself.
Occ: welcome back mate... to brumby's complete lack of muse! haha
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