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Post by KatiieColours on Mar 3, 2011 18:10:07 GMT -5
diverso.
Silver and ivory rump galloped swiftly, but silently away from the lands that she had been forced to call her home, if you could call it that. It was more of a prison. Once, never again she had vowed. She would never again hold that brute's child. The stress he had put her body under from the beating and the breeding alone had caused her foal to be a stillborn, it's fragile little body had broken the vixen's heart into shards, seeming to cut straight through her chest. Burying her little bundle of cold joy had been the worst, and yet she hadn't shed a single tear. She couldn't. It was his. The little filly had even looked like him, the same colour pelt. Yet, a part of her had died. She was a true dark now. Even her chocolate eyes had turned black, along with her heart.
But it was spring. Breeding season. She was in season. No way to sidestep around the matter. And Aro, always the stallion he was, was probably violating some barely mature filly somewhere and she had seen her chance for escape - see, if she got pregnant with a different hellion first, she could never carry Aro's prodigy at the same time - well, at least for 11 months. So that was her plan. But boy, if he found her, she was in for a rough time. Literally.
Fluttering her lashes and playing the part she paraded around the breeding grounds, silver silken banner fluttering in the ether, releasing her scent to reveal to those around her she was ready. Ready and waiting. Her petite frame, healed from the beating apart from a few scars and a lump on one side of her barrel from a broken rib, was sleek, shining, and glimmering under the soft rays of the sun. To the untrained eye she simply looked like an easy vixen, but up close, her orbs were as black as coal, and as dull, and dead. Scars proved she hadn't had a simple past, or an easy one.
She hoped she could find someone before Aro found her.
[/blockquote][/blockquote] OOC:// Thought it'd make a cool storyline if she had tried to escape him, and he follows her and is like WTH Diverso?! I'm gonna whip yo' ass! :')
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Post by .r e e d. on Mar 3, 2011 19:48:56 GMT -5
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[/size][/color][/font] Cause I swear, [/font][/size] I'm sorry that I care about you, dear. Oh my, such a tragedy.
"Quickly! You fucking fool! How can you just let her go like this?! What's wrong with you?! Are you completely stupid? Fool!" Screaming, raging, anger, the voice pursued after Aro's ignorance. "Shut the hell up, dammit!" Are you forgetting the very large incident that happened? How my mate was just simply slaughtered just for the enjoyment? Just because they were bored and felt the need to just go out and murder? And Larken?" Aro argued back with his mind as he stretched into a full on gallop, silver legs coming and going quickly. "Are you really still on that?" It inquired before bursting into peals of horrifying laughter. The stallion shook his head in his mind, as if tucking tail and running from the argument. "I'm going to get her atleast." He returned back to it quietly.
- The bastard slunk around in the darkened shadows, amber eyes watching silently as the voice in his head rattled away about how he was slipping away to be a morbid, decrepit and a pathetic excuse for a stallion. Aro ignored it for the time being, offended that it would dare to bring up the subject of Kadence and Larken. How could it? That was a horrible subject to being out on a psychotic stallion. His mate being a toy for the arrats' stupid for-the-moment enjoyment. Aro blamed it on himself for not watching out for her, for being too preoccupied with Diverso and his other broodmares. He always thought it was his fault that his heir and mate were long gone, Larken just simply leaving his father. All of this brought on a new side of Aro, occupied by sex and the enjoyment brought on by raping mares.
- "Well hello there, Diverso." The over-sized bastard stepping from the dark shelter of the shadows. "What would you be doing out of the lands, dear?" Inquiring, he took a step closer to the small mare. "And without asking me?" He cocked his head in a weird, creepy manner, dulled amber eyes watching the silver and ivory mare's every move. "Tsk tsk, what am I ever going to do with you, Diverso? And losing my foal? I think that deserves some of my wrath also, right?" Eyes narrowed as he bent down to be eye-level with her.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Mar 5, 2011 21:57:38 GMT -5
Please read the Allevare rules and add a rating to your title.[/b]
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Post by KatiieColours on Apr 24, 2011 7:06:47 GMT -5
diverso.The sun, it felt so refreshing on her back, literally bathing away her worries, tension, sorrow. It had been a long winter, long and cold, and her sleek silver and ivory coat was shimmering once again, amber orbs glittering in the light.
She couldn't believe she had escaped - her, the little vixen, used, abused, a nobody. Too right. She was a fighter, and she would never let this brute harm her again. A few stallions showed an interest, but she wasn't going to settle for just anyone, they had to prove they had sufficient genes to provide a decent foal for her.
Then, the weather changed. A dark, slate grey cloud drifted ominously in front of the blazing sun, making the atmosphere instantly darker, colder; a light shiver ran up her spine, and she wasn't sure whether it was the cold or a strange sense that something bad was going to happen that caused it.
Smouldering eyes scanned around, narrowing slightly - she could smell him, that musk of testosterone, sex, hate. Aro. Instantly she stood up straight, arching to neck in attempt to make herself look slightly taller, less vulnerable, less fragile. Then the hellish brute appeared, his chilling vocals seeming to vibrate through her petite bodice. He was going to enjoy this. Diverso would do everything in her power to stop it from occurring.
There was nothing she could do to stop him - he was so much taller, his muscle mass probably twice her own, yet she still slyly looked for escape routes. There were two, the first to turn tail and gallop as fast as she could, although he would easily out run her, or secondly to gallop a short distance to the trees, and weave her small frame in and out of the gnarled trees, giving her the advantage over his huge, bulky bodice. She would have to distract him somehow... But until she thought of something, she would try and delay this atrocity from happening.
"Aro, what a pleasant surprise!" she smiled softly, staring straight into his cold, dull orbs. As he took a step towards her, she too moved closer to the brute, melodious vocals tumbling from velveteen kissers, "Why, I just fancied a wander and happened to stumble into these unknown lands." She winked at him in an attempt to aggravate him into launching himself at her, so he'd be further away - and facing the wrong direction - of the trees than she was. The vix was not surprised at the threat of his words, and replied instantly, "Well, my guess is you are going to simply force me, perhaps beat me to within an inch of my life. The thing you have to remember is, I've been through it all before. You cannot threaten me with anything. Pain? Momentary. It fades with time. Death? That would be a sweet release from my hellish life. So do as you wish, brute, there is nothing you could do to make me fear you."
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Post by .r e e d. on May 15, 2011 2:24:55 GMT -5
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[/size][/color][/font] Cause I swear, [/font][/size] Do I.. Care for her?
"What are you going to do with her? Beat her again? That would make it hard for her to carry your foal, but she's a very strong mare. However, she did give birth to a stillborn because of the stress you put her through. Hmm. Maybe just rape her and don't abuse her as much, sir." "Yes, yes. I won't hurt her as much this time for I want a foal from her this time for sure." "Agreed, sir!"
"I would, but as my last foal from you was a stillborn, Diverso, I'd like to just breed you and not abuse you as much. However, I will use blunt force if I need to, but not enough for you to have another stillborn. I really don't want to have to hurt you badly, dear." The bastard
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