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Post by Vel on Jun 23, 2009 21:10:40 GMT -5
Jigsaw The colt watched the new leader intently as he appointed new positions. Jigsaw was over joyed when he was appointed a warrior. He didn't let it show though. He probably looked much older to Aro than he really was. He wasn't going to say anything about it though. Even though he was only a year and a half, he looked to be three, since both of his parents were very tall.
The colt snorted when he told Artemis that she would be a brood mare. He didn't think that thr beautiful mare deserved it. And then there was Stella, his half sister. She was appointed babysitter. Did she even know that Jigsaw was her older brother? Probably not. He would have to ask her when the meeting was over. After all, the both had Masquerade's 'trademark' on their faces. All of his foals had one side of thei face white.
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Post by sibber-chow on Jul 3, 2009 13:53:20 GMT -5
Kadence °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Kadence looked as the newest mare entered the meeting. She looked roughly beaten and rattled and Kadence almost felt bad for the mare until she heard her quiet utterance. For whatever reason, the strawberry roan found herself remarkably loyal to Aro. It shocked her to realize how quickly she had found this loyalty as she raised her head slightly, a defiant snort directed at Diverso. Her lips curled slightly, beady onyx orbs glaring at the mare. Aro’s words caught her towers, and she suddenly jerked her head so that her focus was back upon him. He was appointing positions. The mare held her breath as she awaited her name to be called. It never was. This made her nervous, and her feet visibly pranced below her. What was she to be? Was her name not being announced a bad thing? Perhaps she was just too new to be appointed? Kadence’s ears lay flat against her skull, orbs focused on Aro with visible anticipation. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° He Came Into Her Apartment He Left The Bloodstains On The Carpet iNSPiRATiON; [Smooth Criminal] [by Michael Jackson] word-count; ; [163] ' O°C | |sorry it took me so long to reply. @-@[/size]
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Post by .r e e d. on Jul 14, 2009 8:27:08 GMT -5
Aro [/color][/font][/right] The stag stomped a silver dagger. Kadence was beautiful, and very loyal. He had considered her as Goddess, but there was no way to tell yet. 'many other members do not have ranks yet, i know. but, i am still getting members, so we will wait until he are stable enough to appoint everyone.' Amber eyes narrowing at the pitiful sight that was Diverso, and slapped his ivory tail. 'meeting is dismissed.' [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` meh. Song` --- Character` Aro[/b][/color]
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Post by Wildfire on Jul 14, 2009 15:11:26 GMT -5
Artemis After he had dismissed the herd, the mare strode forward toward her daughter and touched her maw with her own velveteens. Hello Stella. Kissers pulled into a smile. She couldn't believe how much she'd grown. And now she and now she had an appointed position the herd, even if it was to be a babysitter. It was a good start for her. It would be strange that she would be the one looking after her own siblings. And of course the foal that would come of the brutal breeding between Aro and the battered mare. Orbs flashed with pity towards the vixen and then fell upon Aro's form, but the pity had vanished. She wasn't entirely sure what to make of him yet. He was cruel to have done this, yet she didn't know him. Stella* The doe met her mother's smile, breathing in her familiar scent. It was the same scent she remembered from the day she was born. Which reminded her, there was that stag with her same markings... and she noticed that there was another stag that looked much like him, only younger. Perhaps he was her brother? Pools gazed in earnest, she wanted to know her history. Did she have even more brothers and sisters? Probably, by the looks of her father. No doubt he had bred many mares and left them with foals like he did her mother.
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Post by KatiieColours on Aug 3, 2009 7:46:33 GMT -5
Oscurita smiled softly as he was given the position as 'stud'. A position he'd be more than willing to fulfill. His bitterly cold steel orbs swivelled throughout the small gathering of horses present, pausing at every mare and wondering whether Aro would allow him to breed to her. He presumed that he would save the 'best' for himself, but that didn't bother Oscurita. He could make his own fun elsewhere if it was lacking within the herd. Raising his crown skyward he shook the silky tassels of his fringe from his eyes, opening his dark maw in response, "It's pleasure to accept that position Aro, thank you." before a slighty sinister smirk tugged at his kissers.
Diverso barely heard the positions as they were appointed as she was so close to loosing consciousness, it took all her remaining strength just to stay standing. But she would. She wouldn't let that horrific stag know he had almost drove her crazy with the pain. She wouldn't let him win. Her body may be broken but her mind surely wasn't, and she controlled her breathing to decrease the amount of pressure on her ribcage, thinking furiously of what her future was to become.
When his cold amber orbs turned to look to her she almost snarled, an angry bubble ripping at her throat as it itched to be released, but she contained it, grinding her teeth a little. In response she narrowed her own chocolate and amber orbs, thick lashes closing until they were nothing more than slits. Slowly but surely she limped towards the cruel stag, each hoof-fall drawing her closer to her most dreaded enemy - but she continued on, moving jerkily until she paused a few metres from him, not wanting to get too close; the stench of his masculine scent was tinging the air from even this close, and to her it was the most foul smell there could be. After what he had done to her, she was sure she could never hate anyone as much as did him. Taking the deepest breath she could manage without passing out she hissed quietly to him, "What you did today will never happen again. I'll make sure of it. Once I have this foal I will go searching for another stallion, any stallion, just not you. Never again will I carry your spawn. Trust me on that. You can hurt me as much as you like, I won't change my mind." Her words were loud enough for him to hear, but not for any of the other members to - to them it probably sounded like gentle banter. She meant every word that she said, and she decided she didn't care what he did to her anymore, she could bare the pain. The only thing worse he could do was kill her, but afterall that could be a sweeter release than her horrific future that is going to be her life. [/color][/blockquote] Oscurita = maroon
Diverso = purpleMuse: Good. Bit rushed though, I have to go get some lunch xD [/size][/font]
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 3, 2009 17:07:02 GMT -5
Artemis She waited as Aro and the beaten fea conversed quietly, though the conversation looked heated on the mare's side. Again, pity and remorse flooding her emotions. All knew that he had been doing any and all mares he could get his hands on both for pleasure and to leave behind as many heirs as he could. She remained as patient as she could while the two conversed, she would wait until afterwords to speak with him. For now, her attention drifted toward Masquerade, he looked well. A sudden realization made her pause. The bitch that had taken him from her and Stella wasn't here. A smug smile then replaced her emotionless facade. Stella* Form traveled away from her mother, towards the young stag with the markings much like hers. She stopped near him, not able to detach her orbs from his markings. Not wanting to be rude and outright question his parentage without a greeting, she smiled and spoke out. Hello, I'm Stella. Harks filled with the murmurings of the rest of the equines as she waited for his reply, out of the corner of her eye she noticed whom she thought was her father and resolved herself to question her mother about him later. A loathing swelled in her chest. He could be just like Aro for all she knew, traveling across the lands, getting mares pregnant as he pleased and then leaving them to raise his young. Despite her internal tangent, her emotions were soft, a light smile playing on her kissers.
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