. tame the flame, i dare you .

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ever spinning
faster, faster
round and round we go

the femma broke loose of her old realm, shunned for her strange obsession with the sun and the colors of autumn. it was odd really that one could be so fixated with the colors of flames, the colors of demons... the colors of hell. hmm, there had to be some logical reason why her sire and dam wanted to rid her of their herd. eh, no logical explanation could be found so the dove ceased retching her brain over it. torn between the aqua and embers was she, though technically it shouldn't occur. nay, no being could be part of each rivalry yet somehow she was condemned by the like. lengthy pillars carried the ess nimbly through the foliage of which sheltered her bodice from the suns powerful rays. it was midmorning, the sun full force in the sky above and even through the shade the rays could be felt. it was pleasent though, the warmth it stirred within her for the sun always had that eerie position within her bodice. sighing, the doe allowed herself to emerge from the depths of underbrush. beneath the gem of Apollo now, she shone like gold. each beam caressed her peltage into a form of molten. it was strangely still within these realms, though every now and then it seemed that something would dart by... what, the fae could not put her finger [erm... hoof] on, but she knew something was there. could it be illusion, that d**ned trickery that belittled with her mind and every instinct she held within? storys of her elders said that to be true, but this one knew not of their accuracy. well now, she would just have to wait and see...


dodge with me through the morning
hiding within the sunlight
exposed to the world we are
yet hidden from the darkest demons
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[Acero Fundido]

timeh shall tame deh flame.


If anyone comes my stally will kick your stallys a$$

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tee hee... good luck, Zitecka's really hard headed and not easily lead.

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[Acero Fundido]

-shrugith- Yeah well timeh deh best -flexes mustles-

[Acero Fundido]

^this _aint ^no <sub>game


Massive frame of russet dyed complexion had sauntered through evergreen thicket. masked climax tossing feverishly from side to side as silken threads encased rougen liddids. Pedates had arose and fell rythmically beneith his cage, Boa arched elegantly as orche light engulfed finally chistled dihram. Feathered canopy had been buried within the herbage, hazey mellow gaze to glimpse about the claimence land. Taut mustles lurched the sepia charger forth and back in rocking motions, shoulder blade to extend with each long stride. Crafted gamma tipped abruptly, nasel passages flaring with glee. Massive skeletel sinew had plunged through the outskirts. Chochila retnias rolled back, harli to twitter gently atop his poll, veering back to caress his casket before lounging upwards. Ooids had traced the form of mirrandering does, one in particualler to catch his eye.


first Impressions
are just a lie
looking for a good reason
to say goodbye


Wasn't it ovious why he was here? To take a challenge, view new things, get more action. Not be so....Loney? That what you called it these days? liddids had rolled over the peties frame, glaze to case his visionaries. Audlettes swooped large circles atop his apature, vision to cast atop her curves. Each twist lured him in, her stance, her appel. Each movement she had made intreged him. The heffar was drizzled within gold hue, silken threads cascading mere shadows with the orche light to shene about her. Corset was finally sculpted and curvaceous. Mmmm, darling darling! Come a little closer now....It'll be just you and me, with all the time in the world. Pinons had collected from benieth dyed canvas, haunches stiffing and coiling benieth tensed mustles abruptly. Rhaspy croons excited the patrons kissers only to be devored within the atmos. Vocals had been musted within the gladiators windpipe, now escaping parted mug.


ah, I be Acero Fundido. Whats your curse heffar.


last words had been harshly teatoring atop his tounge, ah how wonderfull it is being nutral. Why, goodness I can choose. And your of my liking femme.....I dont much like games. NoNo they take too long. Too long when we can be doing other things.</sub>

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silence, sheer d**ned silence which cast itself o'er the realm and her body, mind and soul. she was alone, at least to her knowing for the other pitiful femmes were of no interest to her. to this one they were nothing, measly creatures searching for love. no, she had a home and she was Alphess, but the cursed Lonestar was a pathetic heap of horseflesh that was of no interest to her. at long last something stirred from deep within the foliage. soft crunching was heard of hooves over branches, concealed with a thin poweder of white snow. it was almost over, this cursing of winter for the days were warming up considereably from the miserable and dreary winter darkness. her amber gaze met that of the other creature, a malus whos gaze was as dark as the she's. his with lust, her own with desire but this male had shown her nothing yet. size large, but she was not much smaller for she herself had a muscular frame with the toughest sinew. her hocks were beginning to chill, and with that she sparked up a small flame, and twirled it about her hocks. remembering the trickery that the God had taught her, she managed to skillfully entertwine the embers with her locks. yes, she was on fire....

small strides drew her frame nearer, watching the new one with interest. who did this one of gold think he was? his tones were mischievous, no sense of anything but valor. she was no toy, she was no doll, she was a fiery ‘quine that wouldn’t let just anyone usher her off like the other femmes of foolish minds did. auds twirled atop a glowing skull, capturing the tones he spoke. an attitude of fire, she approved but was he of such kind? lazily, she let a single ember spark atop his rump, if truly one of fire, he’d feel it not. d**n… no reaction. he was of the fire. well well, her first expectation had been met. he’d get that much out of her, her cursing and nothing more until of course he’d proven himself… then who knows what would occur.

”The cursed one’s call me Zitecka as I intend for you to do. So fool, why have you come?”

smirk drew itself atop her features. she loved toying with others minds, but only the truest would see beneath it and unlock the darkest heart they could ever find.

ooc// sorry it took so long! i wrote you a nice long post in return though ^^

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reply soon!

[Acero Fundido]

Sly grin had curled over masked facade, massive chassis to pivote and mold into her curves before kiss placed atop the dolls plushen flesh, slowly trailing down the nymphs spinal barrier. Harli fluttered about his poll, liddids to bat several times, the doe's frame to reappear each time. The citrus rays to create a mirror image of the pair, reflected off the orche light. Corpse nudged the heffar, dentals to create small curry circles around sepia tained cloack. Kissers rolled over each of her features, taut mustles to relax besides her own. Ah, she was truley gorgous, a painting on cavas just as gorgous as she. A smart mouth too. Stands up for herself. Good Good, so you havent misled me femme. Words had tumbled from whiskered mug between each lucid groom, pressure gently to release atop her curves.


isnt it weird
how the stupidest questions
just lure me in more


Im here for the same reason your here. The same reason every stud has come here. To claim a femme. To find love, see Diffrent faces, get some excitment going.


words where uttered lamingly, still to continue lapping at her threads, coming through matted muds that had collected from her travels before abruptly pulling away. Ooids had traced the Dolls frame, mug only to return, placing yet another kiss atop her cage. Retnias peered through matted locks, tangerine glow to radiate off his complexion. Carvin atrax swiftly traced her mug before tinkering back aways. Varias tones from the tranquel outskirts had filled him, the silence almost a deadly tool to drive the dolls mad. Sienna bulk had shifted weights, lone hind to coak aquardly, boa arching elegantly before shifting back to all fours.

[September ‡]

[not really here to claim. just to stir up trouble. :D]

Other there.. A mare and a stallion. Sept, fond of getting into trouble, made his way toward them. They were both of fire, Pyro's rule. It didn't matter. The mare looked tough. Well so was he. Sept shook his head, pacing awkwardly. He was nervous, no doubt. What if she was like Vivian? Not another hit and run mares, no. He crossed the remaining ground between them, settling himself close by to the mare, farther from the stallion. He knew better than to cross a hot-head of Pyro's and would stay away. He dared not fight, for fear of injuring his leg even more. The cast was drooping slightly, and Sept remembered he had to soak it in water. Well, there was no water around. He called up a small amount of water with ease and the cast stood upright once more. He turned attention to the pair near him. The mare, her burning seemed to singe him. Some would say it would never work out between them, but Sept knew he could try. Hi there. He said airily, not using any of that fancy language other stallions used to lure in females. Just be yourself, that's what he learned. My name is September, though most call me Sept. His gaze faltered from the ground, to the sky, to Zitecka, to Acero, then back to the ground, and all over again. He was bored and he knew it. Then he realized that she was on fire. On fire. Fire he had never feared, but to be on fire? Yes, she was definately a little goddess of hell. Sept coughed. You do know you're on fire, right? Well of course she would know, she probably called it up herself. Well, of course you are. You're probably one of fire. Unfortunately, I reign under water. Opposites. But, everyone says opposites attract. Sept smirked, hoping to annoy her as he did August. He did talk way too much. Let's just wait for a reaction.

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ooc// i'm on vacation so i might not be able to reply. i'm working on it though. i had just written a reply and my computer redirected the screen, erasing the reply. >.< sorry for the wait.

PS: Sept, I'm warning you Zitecka's gonna be pizzleddd. Looks like it'll be fire vs. water then, aye?

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[September ‡]

[it's okay. n.n and fire versus water is fine with me. like i said, just causing trouble. unless zitecka wishes to go with sept.]

[me]

ooc// i don't think that Miss. Fire would survive in a world of earth, nay?

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[September ‡]

[no, probably not. but it's worth a try. ^^;]

[Acero Fundido]

-snarls- haha, working deh timeh up i see? Bring it on bring it on.

[September ‡]

[psh. i can take you on. xP

you going to post soon den?]