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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 13:44:59 GMT -5
Hawk wings spread, the ess flew through the azul, mohogany lanterns closed as the wind took her where it pleased. The gust of wind ended, and slowly brought the fea down to earth. Her dun pelt was unusual, and her hawk feathered wings more so. she wasn't a white, tall, slinder fea prancing around. She was rather stocky and thick, powerful, and her mane stood upright naturally. Her lids opened and harks turned unceranly. Where was she?
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 16:37:26 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] Lighting flashed, thunder boomed. The wind howled violently around the terrace. A storm elemental was near. Here he was. The mutt strode forth. Crimson visionaries upon the pegasus. Smirk, dangerous and mischevious, crossed his kissers. The hellion stood, golden chains dragging on the earth. Obsidan coat adorned with odd, crimson markings. Jeweld flints crossing towards.
[My, my, my. Look what has strode in these parts, eh?]
He smirked. This poor wench had no idea what she'd gotten into. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 18:46:58 GMT -5
Harks went back to protect themselves as the harsh wind blew upon the area. The lightning flashed upon the darkened azul, eching itself into the contessa's mohogany lanterns. The thunder echoed in her tiara, and she shook it as it pirched upon her thick boa, lowered into the wind. Then her optics spotted the reason for this gale, this storm. Chains of gold hung from his strangly eched bod, stranger then hers. Sencitive auds picked up hiss hiss. Hello. she said, her voice calm. It took much more then the storm to make her mad.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 18:51:43 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] [Does thou know where thine is? These lands are where mares are force bred]
He said with a smirk, trotting about, nearer towards the pegasus. Good, good. This would please him. Pure pleasure, that's wht these lands were for the oddly dark mutt. Horn glimmered, flints of emerald jewels moved towards her. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 18:59:24 GMT -5
Harks flickered towerds the brute as he spoke, his tunes speaking the history of the turf her stocky mass was standing upon. Really? I just let the winds decide my fate. They brought me here. Her cran regestered the brujo coming closer to her carcuss. his chains giving away his preasence. Her thick ebon hock-kisser swished slightly, her lanterns upon his intently.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 19:49:46 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] He smirked, pacing around her in a flirtatious manner, opticals upon her bod. He tossed his crania, pacing about her. Hellion smirked, flints digging into the terrace. Plumage swished against her side. He smirked, eyeing her with blood red optics. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 19:57:14 GMT -5
The studs flirting got him nowhere with the ess. She stood still, optics gazing kindly and interested upon his prancing bod. His limbs carried him in a circle around her thick frame, her lanterns cought the smirk upon his kissers. His banner hit her dun side, and a snort escaped her wide nares. Harks flicked back, the ess was slightly annoyed that the brute was playing with her.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 20:22:38 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] Force breeding did not need acceptance, he trotted to her hind quarters, rearing up upon her frame and thrusting his barrel forward with a creul grunt. He thrashed his foredaggers. No going back now, this amre was his. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 20:30:07 GMT -5
Lanterns narrowed as the brute tred over to her well muscled hindqurters. He reared up and was then on top of her stocky frame. Surprized snort echoed as it escaped her nares. She threw a half-hearted buck, but she knew the stud wasn't going anywhere. Harks pressed themselved upon her poll and her wings flaped twice. Her hock-kisser was tight against her rump, denieing him entrence.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 20:35:04 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] He nipped at her withers with thick ivorns, feeling the stocky mare buck and press her plumage to deny him. He tore strands from her mane, nipping at her feathers, chains clinking rapidly. Audits pinned, optics shut as he strained, fore daggers slashing forward at her nape once more. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 21:58:44 GMT -5
Her thick nape streched backwards, throwing up her dial in rage as he nipped her withers. His ivorys tore strands of ebon mane, and her boa twisted, her maw open, jaws aiming to bite him. Ivory's clanked a few times, but the ess didn't know if they cut skin or not. Then her rump went in the air again, throwing another buck. The brute's flints struck her, cousing slinder cuts in her dun pelt. Dropplets of lifeliquid appared at the cuts, and the ess snorted once more in annoyince of the brute. HEr raven banner still clung to her rump.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 22:03:29 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] He lurched forward, his weight not allowing her to buck as she bit him. He ignored it, though a few of his chain links were bent. He gave another lurch, strong enough to send her to her knees. Whether she would go down or not, he didn't know.
All the while, this was pure pleasure, her fighting only giving him the pleasure of doing so. He nipped almost playfully at her. Barrel lurching into her rump. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 22:12:50 GMT -5
The brute's mass lurched upon her back, strong enough to make her not throw the buck she was about to. Snort came from her nares, very annoyed at the brute. He then lurched again, cousing her to become unbalenced upon her thick stilts. The ess felt his ivorys nipp at her, not as powerful as before. He then suddenly lurched again, making her already unsteadly limbs buckle under her stocky mass. Her form tryed to rise again, but couldn't while he was on her.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 22, 2006 22:17:15 GMT -5
K A i N E[/color] ooc;; Rawr, he's perverted xD
bic;; He stepped off of her, sighing deeply as he smirked at her, blood red opticals upon her. He gave a cackled, stepping off a bit. Sides heaved for carbon. He tossed his chained tresses and looked at her. He'd take her back to Paludi. He smirked, nipping her rump in claimance. [/size][/center]
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Post by In.human on Dec 22, 2006 22:29:11 GMT -5
Tiara hung low upon her thick boa as the brute got off of her carcuss. The ess wanted to sigh, but would not give the brute the pleasure of it. Boa shook, ebon, buzz-cut looking mane wabbling. His ivorys bit into her rump, and she heaved her stocky, dun mass onto her stilts. Cran told the vix's hind linds to kick out, but they didn't. Dial swiviled and she looked back at the brute. What? her tunes asked him. Was he going to remount her?
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