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Post by Anatole on Dec 26, 2005 15:32:14 GMT -5
Dust flew into a small cloud around the mare's pistons. Twin harks upon her crania, catchin any sound that drifted her way. Steel coated flints dug softly into the turf, indenting a small mark. Tiara tossed as she moved with absolute ease for one of her size.
Amber painted optics glanced around the empire, it was so serene, so relaxing. Rolling hills dotted the background, emerald blades scattering in different shades. I come and go with the rising sun. . The words rang through her mind. Every day she watched the sun rise, and every day she saw it fall. It was ehr heritage being from the Dakota's, one of the few, or last, in her line. Nares huffed softly as she halted, kissers soon departing their closeness, a harmonic bugle echoing off her cords, filling the silen air around her. . . [/center][/sup] |
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Bachelor Stallion
Ill speak to you in a voice you have never heard....
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Post by Zodiac on Dec 26, 2005 18:36:47 GMT -5
Scurring through the shadows that the night casted 'pon the shirne with a veil he padded onward fleing from the dark into the light. Wincing his stain glass windows in surpirse from the power of the light he turned his curvature and tossed his dream box high. Mandible wieakned and caven in letting his vocal cord strum a tune, or a riddle from he prime tones harp. His triangles laced forward 'top his skull as the were ready to grasp or comperheand and responed to come of his way. No one answerd the silence of the shrine was of that like a courtroom ready to make their verdict.
Snorting a placing a puzzled look 'pon his mask he outreached his stilts 'cross the quagmire extending then letting them snap into a half square. His diamonds dug into the soft vegetation as he treaced and profound his path to the clearing. Rotating his serpitine 'round he skimed and saw his indentions of his obsidense tramped into the lithopshere. With out another glace when he turned around he saw the most beautiful creature in the universe. He was speachless and dumbfounded. Who was this extravigant vixen? He would soon find out.
He casulaly side steped his way o'er to her as he smiled her way. He lowred one pillers half bowing to her then growing back up and struting next to her emitting this fiddle into her throns.
Hello m'lady what may you be hexed and dubbed?
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Post by Anatole on Dec 27, 2005 22:17:03 GMT -5
A soft snort, only audible to her own harks, emitted. Weight over her pistons shifted, a hind piston thingying slightly at her fetlock, going into a relaxed pose. All senses were still alert, though relaxed, she was ready, for anything. Soon a movement caught her attention, one of the moon wash'd, a brujo. Being a dryad her attention was immediately on him, hoping, just a sliver, he would come to her. A smile, if horses could smile, would have crossed her mug.
There - he looked her way, optics slightly lightened, elating in a way. Now he came over. Crania lowered slightly, her boa arcing. In a way trying to impress, but not trying to look to noticeable. It had been so long, to long, since she had been a near a btujo. A soft bummer released to him as he sidled over. Boa had to turn slightly so she could see him more clearly. Harks flicked forth attentively, catching his smooth vocals.
Anatole of the rising sun.
How childish she probably sounded, but yet she did not care. The blessing had been given by her mother, and in remembrance of her mother, she would repeat it, to anyone who asked. Weight shifted as she leaned forth, fore flint striking out as boa lowered her crania, moving gracefully into a bow. And just as gracefully she did rise, standing to her full height, which was fairly tall for her breed. [/center][/sup] |
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Post by Anatole on Jan 2, 2006 18:41:35 GMT -5
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Post by me on Jan 3, 2006 20:01:23 GMT -5
the malus moved slowly through through the realms of emerald. the weather remained timid and was greatly appreciated by this male. at last he was King of a harem that was birthed by Gaia herself, guarded no longer by soley she but this Czar of earthen lines. with each step of his hoof atop the sod, a brighter shade of emerald grass lie in its place. following the path of instinct, he made his way to one of the most interesting lands of all. the hills were soft and slopping, rolling from one to the next and merging into a whole other plataeu. after striding o'er the lands for what seemed like hours, a new scent met his nares other then that of the gorgeous vegetation. standing alone in the vast plateau before him was a solitary paint mare. the doe was alone which shocked the Czar for her bodice be flawless. slowing his gait and approaching the femm the brute neared warily. at last, he stood before her ashen pelt bearing an eerie twang of green swirled within. occules danced about the doe, searching her orbits for what lie within, though lonliness seemed to bear itself quite a burden. thoughts drifted about of the other alliances, how they all had the oppurtunity with such a divine femm and by the lingering scent, it seemed another Czar had once come. returning his amber gaze to the femme, the male spoke at last.
Greetings maiden, I have been called Emerlado the Lord of the Klahia Grove. If I am deemed worthy fine dove, can I be blessed by your calling?
it needn't be said the alliance was was from for a single vine crept from a nearby tree and toyed with the locks of the femme. small yellow flowers weaved themselves into the doe's mane before vanishing. the male smiled softly and waited for her response.
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Post by Anatole on Jan 3, 2006 21:14:40 GMT -5
It seemed the one Zodiac had left, a shame, for now she was alone. The wind shifted, now bringing a new scent to her, a masculine. A light sparked into her optics, more chances to find a king. Thorns twitched slightly, catching the sound of soft flints touching the grasses, swaying them ad pushing them down. Large nares flared, taking the scent, he didn't seem to bring harm to her. Finally he came to view, his ashen frame dappled with steel circles. Crania slightly arose, attempting to get a better look at him. The sun was now beating in full flight over her pelt, the rays mixing with her golden pelt, flashing off brilliant colors. The smooth vocals of the other caught her attention, registering the words in her mind.
Many are worthy of me, and I am Anatole.
Harmonic vocals soon released back a retort, though in a rude manner, she was working hard to attract attention, for love could be anywhere. It was true, she was nothing special. Atleast in everyone else's optics. From her land she was special, being one of the last few able to bear foals. Crania soon lowered in a polite half bow, tying to be polite. The only she tought who were not worthy of her were those who attempted to bring her harm, they desered no one. But that was fool's talk. Why think about such crude things when a brujo stood before her? Who knew, but her attnetion was once more totally on him.
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Post by me on Jan 4, 2006 15:13:42 GMT -5
the malus listened intently, carefully absorbing each note she sang. her tone seemed to not be of the sweetest melody for something was retching her mind. though the male knew not of what, it seemed something was about. the aroma she bore was of a feminine kind, slowly enchantening him. the femm's honey hide was intensified by the rays that fell from the sky. Apollo's gem was intensified by each single beam that flooded from the heavens. it seemed Apollo was happy at the actions beneath for the sun shone steadfast. amber orbits peered at the femma and noted a lock of her honey mane lying astray. snipping a flower from the vine he had reduced, he entertwined it within her locks. beside her finely chiseled crania, the sweet golden flower made her look even more beautiful. the brute noted her half bow, none was needed of course. snapping back into the reality he was faced with, the malus spoke once more.
"Salutations fair Anatole. Please, no such thing is needed." he gestured towards her lowered crest before continuing, "We be but equals, so in turn I do the same to you."
he too lowered his crest in a full bow now, allowing his front pillars to extend and his body to fold neatly in half. stance returned once again, a thin lather forming now atop his dappled pelt for like steel, the color he wore was absorbing the intensifying sun. though his presence was just made before the femma, this Czar was slowly falling into a whirlwind of an unknown emotion...
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Post by Anatole on Jan 7, 2006 13:04:37 GMT -5
Crania gave a small nod, optics watching him, he seemed nice enough, hadn't poised any threat to her, yet. A soft huff released through her nostrils. Her banner of redish tainting swung at her haunches a it, before settling, following the ways of the wind as it played with it. Optics looked to him, a soft smile on her mug, nodding her crania once more.
Optics watched in interest as he nipped the flower, crious of what he would do with it. Soon she noticed him ambling towards her, going towards her tresses. The movements of him could be felt as he nestled the flower deep into her tresses, but it was still noticeable. It surpised her slightly, no one had ever been so kind or nice to her. Her thoughts now jumbled, not sure what to say.
Why.....Thank You.
It surpised, making her have think ot sa 3 simple words, and her words weren't even clear. Crania bobbed once, agreeing with the equal part.
Yes, Equals.
Once more, only two words she could produce, crania gave a slightly shook in a side to side motion, settling her forlock, the flower swaing slightly, but staying in place. [/center] |
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Post by me on Jan 21, 2006 21:18:14 GMT -5
the malus allowed his crest to momentarily arch in somewhat of a nod. the femma's sweet aroma enchanted him and toyed with his mind and soul simply being within her presence. thoughts drifted about, yearning for revealence but of course none were emmited. a deep nicker escaped his jowels and flooded the near silent terrain. this one's baritone vocals combined with the sweet soprano melody of the she. rich amber orbits peered deep beneath slate hued tresses, and explored the bodice of the femma and attempted to read the emotion within her orbits. a soft smile soon lined his facade as the doe moved about, the vibrant yellow flower remaining deep within her tresses. silence was once again bestowed upon the two but at long last the solitude of his heart returned to his mind. ah yes, the Grove was silent, empty, and sadly dying as winter neared. lonliness was a burden once more but if only... if only the male's desires could come true. pushing aside all thoughts of self-control and propriety the male allowed his lyrics to escape.
Fine Anatole, I present my offer to you. Please do not think of me too blunt but my heart has been captivated by solely you. My lands of the Klahia Grove remain empty and yearning for the sweet presence of a Queen such as you. I ask you now fair madame, would you care to return to the Grove beside me as my Lady and forever equal? You will find me there should you come... but for now, I must depart. Take time on your answering fine one.
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