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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:02:46 GMT -5
Cloud trotted around the land looking for other equines like her she was lonely and wanted someone to play with she stopped infront of a stream and took a couple of sips ears pricked for sounds of another equine
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 13:08:58 GMT -5
JakFlints grazed the topography. Tresses wound and blew in the violent breeze the czar created as he galloped through the lands. The Lord, as he was, was entering the lands where homeless equi entered. Nares inhaled carbon, along with the tell-tale aroma of a wench. Audits pivetted, pistons carrying form nearer and nearer towards the harlot. Contessa in the hellion's vision, he haulted. Green gaze observed her, obisidian horn to the heavens. Faint rain drops visible in his hide, the marking of what element he held. Water. He haulted, the dew from the foilage contorting into a shape matching Jak's.
The watered-version of Jak took a step towards the contessa, audits perked as it spoke.
[What brings you here, wench?]
It spoke, disappearing into the earth as the true unicorn, the Lord, stepped forth.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:12:24 GMT -5
cloud lifted her head to the stag she looked over him the blue rain drops on his shown threw alittle bit she was confused about that it was nothing she had ever seen "i just wandered in here" she rested her gaze on his face
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 13:16:41 GMT -5
JakAudits pivetted, taking in contessa's lyri. Black plumage swished, imaginary brows raised 'pon his crania.
Lyri said, kissers parting as he spoke. Fore dagger stamped, crest shook, rippling obsidian banner.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:21:22 GMT -5
She pawed at the ground and smiled "i dont know,if i want a home" she loved to mess with other animals "im cloud" she stuck her fore leg out front and bowed to the lord her white horn touching the ground she swished her tail and stood back up she looked at the trees swaying i the wind ans smiled
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 13:26:09 GMT -5
JakAudits flattened to czar's skull as she 'toyed' with him. Did she know who the pregnant dog before him was messing with?
[Wench, ye best be watching your tongue. For do ye know who you are adressing?]
He said, sort of coldly. Staid gaze 'pon the pregnant dog before him. Nares enlarged, creating a sort of snort. He ignored her last sentence, though observed her with intent. So far, she was not interesting for his homeland. Spiagge. Only the royales would ever reside there.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:30:08 GMT -5
cloud stepped back not meaning to make him madder she frowned "yes i know who you are me'lord im sorry i was just having a little fun thats all" she didnt come any closer to him afraid he would hurt her she looked down not wanting to look at him
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 13:33:40 GMT -5
JakHe gave a sort of uncaring chuckle. Suck up. Jak was hard to please. Yet, a homeless mare toying with him when he was a foreign affair to her? Not very wise, at all.
[Thine is forgiven]
He spoke. So far, she was unwelcome to Spiagge. He watched her begin to sort of become afraid of him. Not impressive. One who cowers at a mere statement is quite pittiful in those green optics of his.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:37:55 GMT -5
Cloud turned her back to him and took another sip of the stream and looked back over her shoulder to see if he was staying or leaving shelooked straight into his green eyes and glared not breaking eye contact with him she just stood there
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 13:40:01 GMT -5
JakHe held her gaze, only breaking it to drop his crania to graze. Opts turned back to her, snort emitting from charred onyx nares.
[Why do you stare, wench?]
He spat, turning his back and trotting up a taller point, making him rise above the ivory contessa. Whipcord slapped his muscular, azure flanks.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:44:59 GMT -5
she watched him trot up the hill and said "i dont know why are you somean" saying it in a edgy voice she turned around to face him and waited for his response not knowing what he was going to say she dropped her head to snatch a few blades of grass
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 13:49:23 GMT -5
Jak[My dear, thou hasn't even skimmed mean. 'Mean', as ye call it, would be me crashing my daggers into you. Causing you phyiscal damage. My diamond, thou hasn't tasted 'mean', ye havn't glanced at pure anger. If you want 'mean', I suggest you head over to lands where contessas, such as yourself, are raped by stallions. Miss, if you want 'mean', I suggest you trot your little white bodice over that way.]
He spoke, smirk playing 'pon blackened kissers. Hah! Mean?! She didn't know how 'mean' Jak could get.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 13:57:18 GMT -5
cloud tipped her head to the side and alittle smirk came upon her kissers she glanced at him and then the way to the he was saying "sorry" she trotted around feeling bored she usually played with other horses but she could tell he wasnt the playing type so she waited for him to say something
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 20, 2006 14:03:34 GMT -5
JakShe didn't cower this time? A little, he guessed. Withers rolled in a shrug.
[Tell me, Cloud, does thou think she has what it takes to be a mare in Spiagge, Land of the Royales?]
He spoke. She wouldn't be Lady, not yet, but she would, if she could handle it, be the mare in his herd. Thus, carry one of his foals, too.
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Post by .:Cloud:. on Dec 20, 2006 14:06:44 GMT -5
Cloud stopped and walked up to him only alittle shorter than him "you actually know my name,and yes i do have what it takes to be in your herd" she could see the blue spots more closely she blinked and smiled they were cool she turned her attention back to him waiting for his response
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