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Post by hawk on Jul 31, 2008 19:50:05 GMT -5
There she was. Alone. For now. All around her in the dusky night she heard the wolves waking. The young mare shivered and did her best to hide herself in the brush. Somewhere far away she heard a panther scream. Twilight shook with fear. It was getting colder, she needed to find a place to stay. But she was afraid, and alone. She'd stay here for the night, wondering, hoping, praying she'd make it through till morning. She didn't go to sleep, instead watched her surroundings for predators. She'd sleep during the day tomorrow, or maybe find a stallion who would protect her, take her as one of their own. But for now, night was coming. Unable to stand the drizzle any longer she stood up and ambled to a tree to spend the night under its canopy. It would protect her for the night.
Name: Twilight Star Breed: Mustang Gender: Mare Age: 5 Height: 15.1 Coat Colour: Dappled grey Mane Colour: Black with grey streaks Tail Colour: Black with greay streaks Eye Colour: brown Markings: black legs and a white circlish star. Image: NA Alliance: Light
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Post by Vel on Aug 13, 2008 9:45:10 GMT -5
Phantom Do you always believe what you see?
The ivory vixen made her way through the lands on silent hooves. The night was cool and drizzley. A small fog had set making her look like a ghost wandering through the lands. One could easily mistake the Arab vix for one. Her deep chocolate optics searched the lands, she had come to find herd members for her herd and her leader Fiana. She had come a long way from Terra De Rocas to this valley. She better find somebady here otherwise it was a complete waste of her time. She broke into a fluid trot, hooves still silent.
Her floated through the land. She slowed when she caugh the scent of another. Her optics darted around to see a dappled vixen standing under some trees. Phantom had forgotten that it was raining, she just ignored it. She walked up closer to the mare "Greetings vix, I am Phantom Lead Warrior of Terra De Rocas. Who might you be?" Her lyrics were soft, not to startle the essa. Her voice carried a British accent to it.
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