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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Oct 10, 2009 10:38:33 GMT -5
Oh can you smell the subtle hint of frost
As the flowers start to cry
The Autumn winds are bringing graves
To all the emerald trees
They're so beautiful in their dismay
The colors slowly bleed
[/color] xoxoxxoxoxoxoxo[/size] The petite mare wandered through the forest which wasn't as dark and dreary as usual, this time of year it was filled with different hues of reds, oranges, yellows, and of course the dead crispy brown leaves. The forest was still very thick, and one could very easily get lost. The air felt very humid, and the sky was overcast, it flet and looked is if it might rain. The temperature had been falling for the past days and today it seemed to nosedive. a cold north wind began to blow, and it was a very strong one. The beautiful colored leaves began to fall like rain, and the trees began to sway. The trees started creaking and moaning, and the cold wind sent a chill throughout her body.
The lone femme looked around, looking for a way out of the dense forest. She calmly turned around and started marcing back in the direction she came, but she had no tracks to follow. The earth had been so dry, they really needed the rain. What started out as a beautiful autumn day was turning into an ugly storm. After a few minutes of walking the trees started to become a bit less dense, and the winds seemed to blow even harder. She flicked her tail and continued to parade through the thick colorful forest. Character - Martini
Muse - Okay
Words - dunno
Notes - I wish i could have made it longer but I have to go -.-
Tag - Tox[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Oct 14, 2009 19:55:44 GMT -5
Aro [/color][/font][/right] The stag was almost done with his broodmares. There were just a couple more that were yet to be in foal. He needed more members, yes. The land would surely hold them all.
And just one of the mares that was yet to be in foal was near the overo. Ears flicked forward, he trotted to her. 'martini.' The palomino walked up to her, wind blowing his cream tassles, amber eyes filled with curel thought. 'would you like a foal?' He waited for her answer. Either way, he was going to. The overo circled her bodice. Silver legs stopped by her's. 'hmmm?' A smirk was drawn tight on his mug. The stag was horny, and nothing was going to stop him. He once more circled the small mare. [/color][/font][/blockquote] Muse` ):
Song` 3oh3
Character` Aro[/b][/color] |
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Oct 22, 2009 19:35:11 GMT -5
Oh can you smell the subtle hint of frost
As the flowers start to cry
The Autumn winds are bringing graves
To all the emerald trees
They're so beautiful in their dismay
The colors slowly bleed
[/color] xoxoxxoxoxoxoxo[/size] A disgusted look fell over the mares face. Did he think that she was a broodmare? if so, he was mistaken. She did not come to the land to be a brood. And she did not wish to carry a foal. His foal. She walked right passed him, spitting out a remark as she went on her way. ' No, I do not want to carry a foal, especially yours. I'm sure there are some other mares you can find to be a brood for you, bastard. ' She spat at him, in a cold voice.
If he tried anything she would try her past t keep him off although it probally wouldn't be much good since he was so much bigger. If he did force her she would surely leave the herd, and there was nothing he could do to stop her. And once the foal was born she would abandon it, yes that was what she would do.Character - Martini
Muse - D:
Words - dunno..
Notes - No muse..
Tag - Tox[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color] |
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