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Post by Lauren on Jul 7, 2007 15:21:48 GMT -5
Crimson Tears
and those crimson tears drip on the floor those crimson tears stain what i wore
Female b.itch sauntered into the land, flicking the dark banner of her tail to one side as she looked around, already entirely bored with the place. It was full of goody two shoes. Her lips twisted up and out in slight disgust as she sighed. This wouldn't do.
Her movement sped up into a spicy two-beat, knees lifting slightly as she tread through the emerald sea of grass. She halted beneath the shade of a large oak and let her orbs look around.
Was anyone worth her time?
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Post by Brenna on Jul 7, 2007 15:26:59 GMT -5
Minx popped into my vison. Humm.. chestnut. Like myself, though I do believe, I am probably a bit more prettier. Oh shut up I am selfish and self absorved. Though I am not that bad. Really. I am not a pretty boy like you may think I am bringing my self to. I am far from it.
Grin swept up onto my kissers as I cantered my way over there. Hock kisser flagged and bouncy. Matted as it is, it is very silky and shiny looking. You wouldn't take me for a dark spirit at all if you didn't know me. I neared her, under the tree. Not planning on slowing down if needed. I didn't care if I scared her or not. I finally did though, a good space apart.
Lo' Minx, your cursing? I asked.
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Post by Lauren on Jul 8, 2007 10:22:22 GMT -5
Crimson Tears
and those crimson tears drip on the floor those crimson tears stain what i wore
Orbs glanced up as a brute halted in front of her, dark eyes taking him in and sizing him up as he appeared before her.
Who wishes to know?
The comment was meant to be as smart a.ssed as it came across and she kept the same bored expression written across her kissers. He looked too clean cut to be born to the dark side and no goody was going to take her heart. She found them overly boring, too interested in saving the world and all that nonsense.
The demoness stepped forward from beneath the shadow of the trees extending branches, blood bay pelt glimmering in the sun as the wind gently kissed her black tresses. She looked the stallion directly in the eye, auds forward as she waited to see if he had a response worth her time.
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Post by Brenna on Jul 8, 2007 22:17:36 GMT -5
Brow lifted, and flag flicked accross my pelt. Was this mare dumb? She was probably trying to act smart. To smart for her own good if you ask me. I blew out threw my nares with a long hard sigh.
I do, and if you really want to know. I have been called New York. Lead stallion of The Silent Hill. I muttered to her.
If anyone would know, Silent Hill is the darkest place in Sierra Valley. Dished head raised up high, showing my rank even though I wasn't in my land. King of lands, if there would ever be one. Would possibly be me.
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Post by Lauren on Jul 8, 2007 23:21:28 GMT -5
Crimson Tears
and those crimson tears drip on the floor those crimson tears stain what i wore
The b.itch hated to admit that she was actually somewhat impressed so she held it in. Even she knew the power of Silent Hill and as the only current dark land in Sierra Valley, she was slightly intrigued by this.
The femme sauntered forth, circling him slowly. Her dark orbs slid over his pelt, inspecting him further.
You looked too straight laced to be on the dark side.
The open admission was hardly a lie. Crimson was undoubtedly dark, a fae who enjoyed a dance with satan. She paused briefly in her stride as the slight breeze tugged again at the black tresses tossed haphazardly over her nape.
What's your interest in me?
The question was more honest than she'd wished and she slid the face of cool back on as she watched him closely.
And if you wish it, i'm called Crimson Tears.
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Post by Brenna on Jul 13, 2007 9:55:38 GMT -5
Eyes kept in the same place, not a muscle moved as she walked around me. But I watched her. Only my auds moved to where I could hear her. To listen to her words that popped out of her mouth from time to time.
Looks can be deciving. I stated.
I then turned to face her, walk with her. Why did I want her? Why did she interest her? That would take just abit of time to think that over.
You interest me, because, I have to admit, you are pretty. You are the only dark mare around here that I have seen, who aren't trying to be, well... a dark. I replied to her last question.
Crimson Tears, interesting.
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