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Post by Fairytales on Jun 4, 2012 14:02:13 GMT -7
[note:I know I still need to make him a profile, but I wanted to post so I kinda bent the rules- sorry!]
A large stallion stood quietly. It was obvious that he was deep in thought. What could he be thinking? Was he wondering how he got here? From greatness to a land of nothing. Yes, he was great once.
At one point in time, he was a proud stallion. Crowds of the two legged used to gather around him. Some would try to stick their hands between the barrier that kept them on one side and him on the other, their fingers would stretch as they reached and reached to just touch this magnificent beast. Then you would hear larger two legged people quickly snatch away the shorter beings and start yelling at them in fierce warning tones. One would assume the parents were yelling at the children telling them to keep their hands to themselves and be safe for fear their children would walk away with one less finger or even broken bones. Yes, he was a proud but nasty stallion.
He moved swiftly, which was rather surprising for the conditions that his feet were in. His daggers were chipped and cracked beyond a point of recovery but, he appeared to not be in pain. Whether that be from tolerating his pain for so long that he had grown numb to it or he was really good at hiding pain. His direction was toward a few rocks that were scattered. When he arrived, he began inspected the rocks and soon found blood. Old stale blood, but still blood. This was a fighting ground. A ground where no one was safe. 'Good' He thought. 'No need for manners then.'
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Post by *Angelica* on Jun 4, 2012 16:58:58 GMT -7
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trotted her way forward and didn't look behind she had just come here
from afar and she scented the flowers and the air was nice not cold
at all she stopped to drink and then moved on until she was to tired
to run she had been running for days even weeks.
It wasn't easy to find a home she had not entered any lands lately
she had passed a land and she knew it was a large herd there
she might be happy there but something told her not to linger
and she didn't she took on a canter and ended here in Dagger Canyon.
It was a rocky place she hoped she would not run into somebody of
darkness she was a light allianced lady she sighed and lifted her
cranium and looked around and she flickered her flaxen mane
and tail she nuzzled at the grass she lifted her hindquarter
and stood that way for awhile, scanning the land with
her brown orbs.
Daisy Rose had four socks and blaze and she had her father's color
but her mother's body built who was an arabian mare
Daisy's father was an Akhal Teke stallion and he had a large
herd of his own.
Now Daisy needed to find herself a home and she hoped
she would at least be welcomed to where ever her
destiny might be.
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Post by Fairytales on Jun 14, 2012 19:22:57 GMT -7
His thoughts continued, 'Not a soul is safe.' which were then interrupted as his eyes as blue as the ocean narrowed to slits when he focused on the approaching opponent. The opponent stopped moving and simply stood. He could feel her brown eyes piercing through him or perhaps just in his direction... It was obvious she wanted attention. It's what all woman want. They need to be the center of attention, to have everyone looking upon them with admiration and acceptance... And that was exactly what he was going to do.
With a flick of his long black tail the stallion began moving in her direction, slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed as he became more and more aware of how pretty this little opponent was and therefore more and more interested in speaking with her. He didn't have a clue what he was going to say to her, he figured that the words would simply come to him when he opened his mouth... Unfortunately, that was not going to be the case.
He slowed and stopped infront of her, about 5 feet away. His eyes scanning over her and caught in her beauty. His mouth moved to open and speak.... but no words came... his jaw was gapping open for a few seconds before he realized how awkward he was being and how childish. He took a deep breath in and then began,
"Hello."
His voice was low and rich. Calmly and surprisingly confidently, he continued,
"You must feel really lucky to talk to such a good looking fellow as myself."
He stated more as a statement than a question. It was obvious he was teasing her and attempting to lighten the atmosphere. A small smirk played upon his lips as he waited for her reply.
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Post by *Angelica* on Jun 19, 2012 15:34:21 GMT -7
Daisy turned about to see a black stallion she looked at him
and heard what he said to her.
"You must feel really lucky to talk to such a good looking fellow as myself."
"Well hello sir, i am sorry is this land i hope i am not intruding
anything i am looking for a home you see,
Daisy was a bit nervous but she didn't know how he reacted to her
she smiled at him.."Well i am Daisy Rose sir,
may i ask your name or do you prefer not to tell me because
i am a stranger to you.
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