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Post by creative on Jun 12, 2006 7:05:48 GMT -5
ooc| Your welcome, Fandango? Lol, that was Aurora.
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Jun 13, 2006 12:04:43 GMT -5
OOC: haha...ok...sry!
Alabaster hunter silently watched her go with lucid opticals. She had left for she thought he needed time to think. Why did he need time to think? It was simple. A darq hunter was stalking the lands showing off his power asking for a queen and killing the innocent. She he be worried? No, I mean the brute could just waltz in here and kill both of them and no one would care. These f**kin lands were turning into a war zone and no one was safe. There was no one to turn to in the trial of death. It came and it went. No one cared. Fandango made a low whinny for her to come back. The least they needed to do was stick together. All tis fine, M’love he answered a bit tightly. Thorns slung to his scull and talons never stopped moving. But he began to settle, he knew his worrying was worrying his queen and that was unnecessary. |
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Post by Myribae on Jul 2, 2006 10:18:58 GMT -5
The countess watched her brujen silently think. Listening to the low rumbling of a nearby waterfall, the perky chirp of birds, the innocent squeaks of rodents, the cries of the hawks above, the light wind breezing past, the crack of sticks as a fox stalked his prey, everything wonderful about nature, the tauntress's devilled thorns twitched at every timbre and amplification. She exhaled deeply, lost in her own thoughts. All sounds exited her mind, leaving everything but the light breaths of the huntress. She thought of many things; life, her parents, the first glance at nature, the wonderful touches of nature, the wonderful feeling of nature. She grinned as she realized that she even had her own niche in this beuatiful acreage. She looked downward to a catterpillar sprawled across the soddice. Nosing it, she carefully nudged it. Her brows furrowed when it didnt move. She looked away, trying to avoid the stench and feeling of death.
She continued to think, now more haunting thoughts. The images of dead, demised, bloodied things all ruffled her mind, setting off an alarm of dreadfulness. The femmora tried to heave the barrier seperating good thoughts from bad thoughts back into place. It wouldn't budge. The thoughts became discombobulated and then the most tear-drawing sight came to her. First, the gentle, nature-loved face of her dam, second, the sight of her laying dead on the ground, being rendered by flies. She squealed, opening her lanterns. They filled with secretion, isis chromed fire. The fire smoked and burned, creating a sudden scored-side of the lordress. She leaped to the side, banging against a tree with a cry. She created a trench by her pillar as she scraped the grass with no mercy. She finished her tantrum with a kick into the air, feeling foolish.
The contessa cleared her esophagus, slightly embarassed. Then she wondered: wouldn't anyone become furious if their mind misbehaved and dared to expose the illusion of the mind-owner's mother, dead?
She shook off the thought, pacing in a circle. She grunted an apology to the forest, feeling flushed. While speaking softly, her thornal twitched. Was Fandango done pondering? She peered to him, seeing his cranial turned to her direction. Relieved, she trotted to him. Alright, my love. But always know that you can converse with me about anything. I promise. I dont want you to feel guilted, rejected, angry, or anything unpleasant that I havent mentioned thus far. With a nuzzle, she leaned against his muscular anatomy, empire rested upon his tresses.
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Jul 2, 2006 17:11:19 GMT -5
Alabaster hunter watched her with silent occuli. The darkness was creeping in and settling in everyones minds. It wasn't to be left out. Even in the kindest of equines, it settled and played tricks. he was worried. Worried that she would falter. She couldn't falter and not with the way things were going. They needed to stick together. Their time may come and they wouldn't even know of it till it was too late. he couldn't let anything happen to her. She was the greatest thing to ever happen to him in his life. His low rumble of a nicker was brought close into her auds and he felt her lean her warm carcass against his. He contentedly wuffled her nape and tendrils for a few moments. Dream box scanned over the past and the future. he saw the day they met and it truly was love at first sight. He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful contessa and here she was next to him. Forever.
It was all a dream until reality set in and that as that he or she or both of them might not be here much longer. It was all up to that d.amn Flint, king of the lands. He decided who goes and who stayed. nothing that was said or done did anything to change his mind. His own silky tendrils brushed her nape and his kissers brought down across it with a soft touch. thorns flickered back and fourth atop their graves in a steady motion. I haven't and I don't think I ever will, M'love. It is same to you. How would you like to have a foal with me? He asked in a soft melody asking her with a sparkle in his eye. it would be fun to raise one of their own and it would preserve their blood to the purest. He hoped she would think of it as such a good idea as he thought it was. It wasn't a romantic asking, but did everything have to be? No. But it could be special. |
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Post by |X|War Shadow|X| on Jul 4, 2006 17:23:00 GMT -5
O o c| sorry to interrupt lords and lasses (lol) but it's just a little notice that war shadow and his new lady will be arriving shortly for your approval or declination of her conversion from luce to rebel. since you are the rebel royalites, t'is only right for you to make the approval before he converts her, no?
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Jul 4, 2006 17:45:42 GMT -5
OoC: It is no problem at all! Yes, It would be fun for Fandango and Myribae to meet your lady. Is it she who is converting? From luce to rebel? Bring them in when ever you would like!
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Post by Myribae on Jul 4, 2006 18:21:36 GMT -5
ooc+I would be fine with it, it would be fun.
bic+The countess pondered intently of the inquiring of her mate. If you think the time has come, and it would be wonderful to begin the miracle of a family together. I can just imagine the beautiful faces of our offspring. She heavily exhaled, looking into Fandango's lanterns.
ooc+Sorry the post is so short, I have to go.
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Jul 6, 2006 18:07:01 GMT -5
Fandango nuzzles her happily. This was great news! She had agreed. Happily he nickers and nudges her playfully. Let us head off!
OoC; BLAH! Terrible! I’m grounded from the compy and I have 2 mins to write this post….g2g…. |
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Post by |X|War Shadow|X| on Jul 13, 2006 9:29:30 GMT -5
O o c| addias hasn' t been on in a while...so I'll wait to post here, on & I'll wait t'ill the young hier of the Rebel Alliance is born, hm?
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Jul 15, 2006 13:10:54 GMT -5
OoC; Thats great! The heir sould be arriving soon.
I will be gone on vaca from the 16th to the 30th of july!
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Post by Myribae on Jul 16, 2006 11:03:31 GMT -5
I'll miss joo, Fandies.-snugs-
The countess perkily loped in, Desidaerio at her side, nipping her barrel playfully. She looked to her hellion and smiled, nuzzling his soft babyish hide. She halted, allowing Desidaerio to seep up more milk.
As the maiden swallowed a large consistance of shrub, she looked to her child. Desidaerio was collapsed on the soddical, dozing off. She lay next to him, voids bright in case there was something that would bother her and her infant before she slept.
After her relaxing slumber, the temptress noticed her foal wasn't by her side. She immediatly looked about until she saw that Desidaerio was frolicking nearby. She sighed heavily, watching him, thinking of her times as a flicka.
The vix sighed, listening to the many sounds of the wilderness. She felt very close to being luce, but she didnt mind. Suddenly, Desidaerio galloped up behind her and frightened her. She shied to the side and quizzically looked to her child before breezing after him, playing a long game of tag.
A few hours later, she rested, wondering how her hellion was so full of infinate energy. She grinned as he stumbled, fell, released a cloud of carbon from the maw, and stood back up. Her thoughts turned to Fandango. If only the brujen would return to see his son. It would be a grand day for all. But Myribae shook it off, knowing that he had places to be and things to do.
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Aug 2, 2006 17:56:47 GMT -5
Slim physique slid through the dark woods. Emerald occuli strained to see through the near black terrain. Slits of light shone through from above but soon the meadow was clear in his sight. He galloped to the apex of his realm and rose upon his hind legs in a wild rear. Haughty scream raped his lands letting all know he was back. he landed and reared up once again, his scream piercing the auds of all and sending all unwanted away, far away. Once again on all fours he circled, his banner weaving back and fourth across his hocks in a hurried manner. Mind raced, hoping his beloved queen would be back with their new heir to the rebel throne. Alabaster hide shone with heath and his brawny muscles rippled underneath his carcass. His was a picture of pure heath with loads of years to come. Sturdy talons helped him down the rocky apex and he settled in a fluid gallop to meet up with his queen but next to her was a dappled adolescent. The new heir. Stride faltered and slid to a halt before them. Kissers went straight to Myribae running along her nape and crown. Soft sweet breathe and loving nuzzles were sent her away. Crown thingyed as he took in the newest addition.
My love, I am truly sorry for how long I was away. I should never have to for so long again. And you little adolescent of mine. Fine feature you do posses. I am happy with you. Very happy.
His sweet melody swept across the valley, his loving nickers sent to his queen as he gently caressed her.
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Post by Myribae on Aug 16, 2006 8:01:53 GMT -5
As the lordress stood with her weanling, audicals swiveled toward a faint cry in the distance. Knowing there could only be one possible quus, she bugled in glee. Gait increased into a breakneck breeze as her tiny colten struggled to keep up. Making sure that her love would know she was coming and was joyful to see him, she called out again. Her shrill chimes triggered Desidaerio. The hellion's vox expelled such a haunting melody that his dam was shocked. But, they kept galloping until they met Fandango at the hill.
My dear love, I am so grateful to see you again. Desidaerio feels the same; except his tiny chords still cannot strum even one word. All he does is neigh the daylights out of himself.
She concluded with a slight chuckle, turning to her offspring. As if on cue, Desidaerio trumpeted even louder than before. The infinate energy that the colt held made it a handful for his parents to care for him. She nudged her youthen as he prepared to gallop off after a squirrel. Watching as he bounded up to it, his dam laughed slightly, turning to Fandango.
Just imagine having more of these energy heaps.
She joked, nuzzling him in return. Slightly leaning against his chassis, she rested. A sigh escaped her lungs as she did, softly looking into her love's lanterns. A look that could brighten anyone's day. She nickered a happy little tune, the words untracable. Her occuli slowly closed.
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Post by +||+ Fandango +||+ on Aug 16, 2006 15:07:25 GMT -5
Fandango moved closer to his lovely queen, nuzzling her softly. It was great to be back with her again. This time it wasn't just her. Glimmering hide rippled over his muscled frame as the brute softly caressed his dear vixen. Soft spoken words murmured
All is well again.
His sweet lyri rang quietly. Occuli taking in the colt they had brought into this world. It was amazing. Thorns flickered up and down atop his crown and flint gently prodded at the terrain. He couldn't wait to see how the cold would fill out. |
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Post by Myribae on Aug 17, 2006 10:26:24 GMT -5
A grin creased her labrums as Fandango took a shine to Desidaerio.
He will grow into a fine king, my love. As you have.
Her mug was rested upon Fandango's spinal. She sighed and closed her voids. She was feeling drowsy lately. She dozed peacefully while Desiadaerio frolicked.
ooc|+|g2g, sorry.
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