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Post by Brenna on Jul 6, 2007 15:14:23 GMT -5
Liver crimson body pounded against the soft soil ground. Hooves filled with mud, dirt, and other substances that don't have to me mentioned right now. Ebony flickers flagged in my own Arabic manner. Tassels along the nape swished, hit, and flew in my paces. Cranium tossed and bobbed on my Serpentine. Velvets partly open because I was concentrating on something else rather than keeping it closed at the moment. Smallish frame rippled with muscles that a wild equine should have. Large optics didn't bother scanning for others, I didn't need to scan for others. I wasn't interested right now. Tendrils lay flat across my boa as I slowed down. Legs getting tired of galloping. Two-beat was put into play, making me still move fast, but not tiring me out so quickly. Whipcord still flagged upward, nape curved into an arch. Pace was more even now.
I was now trotting on grass. The emeralds felt good on my daggers. I picked up pace, and then mud started to fly. I was cleaning out my hooves, which I had found out that rocks had made way into them. I galloped past a tree, a large tree. The tree had large leaves that were attacked to branches then attacked to large thicker branches. Which was all attached to a very large tree trunk. I didn't pay much attention though. I kept my strides the same length apart, flints now clean pretty much.
The sky was a clear baby blue. No cloud in the sky. The day was quite nice out though, not to hot and not to cold. Not hot enough to make you sweat and feel sluggish, but not cold enough to make you shiver and stand still to try and keep warm. Just perfect. I smiled at the weather, slowing down and then to a walk this time. My ebony flints making shapes in the soft ground, showing that I was there whether my sent was there or not.
Would any others show up? I don't know, it can be a possibility. Defiantly. I wonder if any will. I will be quite interesting if someone did. Dished crown lowered as I stopped to grab some blades. I crunched them in my mouth, green juice peaked at the line where my two kissers meet. Audits perked as I lifted my head back up, after of course grabbing another mouth full of emerald food. I finally took a moment to look around. Chopping on my feed that is.
The place was overgrown with grass. Large forest line along the whole thing. It was completely separated from the Darks and Lights, and probably separating them off from each other. The large tree that I ran round was right spanking in the middle. It was extraordinary how nature made things. I loved it. This was a huge meadow, but had its dark things about it. The fallen over trees that were dead. Grass that was yellow and burnt.
Lets just say that one side is where the darks are probably, and the other side is where lights are probably. Neutral was just stuck in the middle. We are so lucky! I gave a snort of a chuckle and then continued to eat my fillings. Whip cord flicked across my pelt. Auds perked forward. I didn't even care if a horse snook up behind me and decided to scare the living crap out of me. ooc:// taken from Wild Equines, post by me, just to lazy to write a beinging post
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Post by Lauren on Jul 6, 2007 15:27:35 GMT -5
OOC- Not A problem. We all have those days. I'm not too picky about posting, as long as the grammar and spelling are good. And welcome to the site.
Alpine
The gray stallion had been watching, deep chocolate pools gazing upon the open fields of green. He had been waiting, mostly of boredom but also a small ounce of loneliness. He'd been wandering his territory, daggers gently tearing at the long plentiful green beneath his powerful limbs.
At the smell of the fem and the sound of her own talons pounding at the earth he'd paused his wandering, head raising in interest and auds twirling forward to catch the noise. The distant echo of hoofbeats upon the dry earth.
He blew out, shiny muzzle the color of slate pointed in her direction as he blew a short breath through his lips, the long whiskers tickling slightly. His physique tightened as he lifted his cranium higher into the sky, watching her movements like a vulture watched a dying animal.
He walked forward slowly as to not cause a large commotion in the land of the lone mares. His silver pelt stretched over the muscular frame, his long tresses dropping along his neck and the forelock that slid over one eye bobbing slightly at his movements.
The cloudless day had dawned as a heat wave, the mugginess causing a slight damp sheen to show on his coat. The brute halted not far from her, parting his lips slightly to nicker at her, optics glittering slightly. Well, well... what have we here?
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Post by Brenna on Jul 6, 2007 15:42:42 GMT -5
Audits flicked to the sound of a horse coming near by. I tensed up slightly as the over powering smell of the beast came to my air suckers. I lifted my elegant head up, hearing his words.
A mare.
I replied, well muttered sort of.
I flicked my tail. Eyes in a slight narrow toward stag. Black socked leggings stood still but flickered if bugs tried to land on them. I wouldn't allow that so... to bad for them.
I snorted, loud. Raising my crown to its full height. Nares then blew out softly as if I had just finished a sigh. ooc:// uuhh sorry my muse has died -_-
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Post by Lauren on Jul 6, 2007 15:48:36 GMT -5
OOC: It's ok. Alpine He hid the slight smirk that wished to cross his kissers as he dipped his head slightly.
Well then by all means, I will show her respect.
The slightest hint of sarcasm was found on his breath although the words he spoke were meant sincerely. The third person speech was all part of this game and his pools stayed upon her dark frame.
What brings you here dearest fae?
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Post by Brenna on Jul 6, 2007 15:55:26 GMT -5
"What brings you here, dearest Fae?" Well I don't really know how to answer that. I am well, bored, lonely, hungry, and maybe a bit pissed off. But hey, all mares are a bit peed off most of the time anyway.
I don't know. To get away, no herd to go to. Yourself? I asked him.
I flicked my tail, and it will keep flicking for no matter how long. I kept my eyes on him. Muscles tensed, maybe because my body is reflexing in case he attacks me. Probably, your body only wants to protect you.
I stomped my hind pillar at my belly. Horseflies suck. Everyone knows it.
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Post by Lauren on Jul 6, 2007 16:01:22 GMT -5
Alpine
The steed gave a slight shift of his weight upon limbs that had been standing for far too long as his banner flicked away an annoying fly.
A bit of boredom.
He was hardly ready to say he was lonely. The brute found that much too weak for him to allow slide off his tongue, therefore he kept it firmly closed after speech.
Dangerous for a mare to have no herd to turn to.
The bit of speech was actually in a bit of worry for underneath the tough outer shell, he was as much gentleman as he was horse. He allowed one back leg to thingy out slightly, resting it as his talon tucked backwards slightly, awaiting the mares response. She seemed like a bit of a spitfire and he liked that.
OOC- I'll be back in a bit.
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Post by Brenna on Jul 6, 2007 16:09:52 GMT -5
I nodded casually.
I can take care of my self. I muttered back.
I desided to "get away" and move to another place. I walked past him and then walked 10 feet away. Swaying my tail and then stoping and eating some fresh grass.
My eyes stayed wide open, and didn't deside to close or be relaxed. My muscles still tense. My own forelock lay in my eyes, so I shook my head to get them away.
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Post by Kyasutereno on Jul 6, 2007 18:00:29 GMT -5
His dial shifting from side to side as he stood confidently from a distance in which he saw two other equines. Nickering softly, as he trotted at a steady gait towards them, a whinny escaping him. Pawing the ground agressively as his nostrils flared before him. His long black mane blowing in the wind, parts of it falling in front of his eyes. His chocolate coat no longer gleaming as it had become dull and worn out.
A slight laugh to himself as he stood there, watching the two converse to each other in pointless conversation.
So uh, what brings you guys here?
A question pondering in his mind that he just had to get out. Really, this was his place to hang out and usually it was just him who was there. Not like he had a problem with them being here, he just wanted to know.
OOC; hey guys. just thought i'd join in. haven't done this thing in awhile so if i've made any errors feel free to correct me.
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Post by Brenna on Jul 6, 2007 21:26:23 GMT -5
ooc:// I don't mind! ic:// I looked up, another one to explain things to. Great. This makes my life worth wile. I sighed loudly, and long. Ready to make another "speech" you can call it. I blew threw my nares again.
I came here because I am bored, to get away from everyone else, and I have no herd to go to. I replied like I have repeated it 10 million times.
I flicked my tail, grabbing another mouth full of grass. Blood suckers surrounded my stumach and well.. everywhere. I bobbed my head, getting them away, then gave my body a large shake. ooc:// ahhh sorry, I am hungry and supper is still in the making. MUSE Is dieing
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Post by Lauren on Jul 6, 2007 21:46:29 GMT -5
OOC: Doesn't bother me at all. Alpine The steed could sense the angry and frustration coming from the femme and he backed off slightly, deciding that maybe she only wished to be left alone. Enjoy the day.His words were soft spoken and his slight message that he'd taken the mares body language and decided that she must not want companionship. Let the other steed take a try, he wished only to offer her a herd but it did not appear this was what she wished.
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Post by Kyasutereno on Jul 7, 2007 7:13:49 GMT -5
Fun. I'm Backwash. You?
He said to them both in a friendly manner. If he wanted to claime this herd he had to be nice about it at least. The tall grass brustling against his hooves. He pelt warn out and dusty from the terrible conditions outdoors.
What have you guys been up to lately?
Nickering calmly towards the mare. He liked her style, the way she looked, he was a Mustang and she was an Arab, a perfect yet warped twosome. Of course, he didn't want her to think he was crushing on her, well he was but he didn't want to make it so obvious.
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Post by Brenna on Jul 7, 2007 11:39:56 GMT -5
I lifted my head upward, seeming on how I was being talked to allot. Even though I didn't want to. Belly bloated out ward, and then came back down to normal size. Signifying my sigh that I had done again. I lifted my head up high, I didn't want to look like a tiny 14.3hh Arabian.
Do you really want to know?
Was my name really that important? Was he planning on bringing me to his little home of paradise? Well I dunno, I guess I will. I don't really care. If I have a home, then I have a home. I guess I will just be.. normal as they call it?
It's Aini. My tone was a mutter.
I listened to him speak more words. What have we been up to lately? I looked around my self. Jaw clenched a bit. I flicked my long whipcord in a somewhat annoyance, and the rest of getting away the bugs.
That should be pretty self explanatory.
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Post by Kyasutereno on Jul 7, 2007 13:48:41 GMT -5
Aini. Nice, not sure if I pronounced it right, but hey.
Walking over towards her, he flashed a quick look at her. She was pretty short, as he could look down upon her, not emotionally, but physically so. Taking a quick glance over at the other horse, who looked to be a stallion he snorted softly.
What herd have you claimed?
A quick question that pondered his mind yet again. So many questions yet so little time to answer them. What a day.
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Post by Brenna on Jul 7, 2007 15:03:51 GMT -5
I shurgged.
I am sure that you did.
I muttered to him. Bored eyes looked upward and then around. Long whips attacked my side because of the bugs. I gave my belly a smack because of the flies that had desided to come and bite me. The wind blew my hair everywhere, toying with my nares as smells of different sorts came to them. I snorted them out and then looked back at the stallion.
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Post by Kyasutereno on Jul 11, 2007 6:00:04 GMT -5
Most defanitely.
He nickered towards her, his dial moving wildly, up and down. Trotting over to the pond, not too far away he walked into it. His coat needed a good cleaning, and this was the way to make it a bit cleaner then it had been for a long while. Getting into the pond, he loped through it, letting the water splash on every part of him.
Come on in!
He called to the mare. OOC; So sorry that I took forever to reply. Shame on moi.
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