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 Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:09 pm
 Thundara was talking a walk in the storm and rain. She had enough of that mare she was always stuck around, so cheerful and happy. She could not hold off the shutter from thinking about it. How could a mare be so happy all the time? She rolls her eyes as she looks to the side.
Her wings flex and stretch out as she looks around, her head leaning to the side before she gives a flicker of her auds. She loved cloudy nights, something about violent storms always made her happy. She could not wait to fly in the storm, to let it push her along the sky into the darkness that so many fear.
She could feel the wind pick up in her feathers and along her pelt, her main and tail blowing. She moves up to the top of the hill, over looking the land, watching the storm grow closer. Her eyes moving along the land. She looked almost like she belonged with the storm.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:25 pm
Thona moved swiftly through the land. His hooves pounding the ground as he galloped. He wasn't really heading in any direction at all. He just felt like moving fast. It really made him feel better to stretch his legs once in a while. It seemed there was a hill in his way, which caused him to slow. He had been running for along time. In forests, valleys, and now a hill. It was probably time to stop running. He snorted as he came to a complete stop. Not seeing anyone else.
It was probably best that he hadn't ran into anyone. Males he tended to pick fights with. Females he tended to try to seduce or make them do as he pleased. He loved to manipulate anyone who'd let him. He loved twisting their minds and making them suffer. Of course, he wasn't a Kalona, so he lacked some ways to torture others. He got creative though.
He shook his head, making his mane fly wild in the wind. His feathers flapped in the wind, as well as the beads hanging from them. Hitting him, and hitting each other. Making tiny clinking sounds. Then his bone necklace, bracelet, and tail accessories also hitting each other making a hallow bone sound each time they connected. He though himself pretty bad a**.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:36 pm
The sounds of beating hooves caused her to turn, and as they slowed she could not help but smirk, wondering if maybe someone was running from the storm, so reminded her of a equine she met once before. Her form moves twords the sounds, her red eyes the only thing really seen coming over the hill.
As the first strike if lightning cracks it gives light to her dark form, and now he can see her before him, and once the light fades again so dose she but those peircing red eyes. She gives a snort, one loud enough to hear over the rumble in the distance.
She kept silent, her main and tail blowing, the main cascading over her eyes, making them seem to fade and come back over and over, this mare on the edge of being evil, but in a way still neutral.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:47 pm
Thona had no mind for the storm. It gave for great runs. The cold, yet warm feel in the air. The sweet smell of rain just before it was about to fall. Everything about storms where great. He looked up at the hill just as a lightning bolt hit somewhere down behind the hill in front of him. It could have been miles away, or it could have been right there. He didn't care. What caught his eye the most, was how there was someone else there too. Dark as the night before them, he couldn't really make out if she was female or not. He wanted to snarl, but curiosity took over for the moment.
He turned his side to the mountain, but his eyes still on the now dark spot where the other had stood. He was certain it was female, for it looked too small to be male. At least in his eyes. His massive body stood out well, it didn't help with his bright neon green hair. Eyes to match. "All alone, Puppet?" he asked assuming the other was female. He didn't have to force his voice loud, since he wasn't that far from her. At least, it seemed that he wasn't.
The clouds crackled and rumbled as they stood there. Another flash of lightning hit somewhere, but Thona was too busy looking at the female, now sure exactly what she was. He frowned a bit when he noticed she had wings. Though, as fast as the light had come, it had vanished too. Not giving him THAT great of a look at her. Wings were a down fall in Thona's plans. They could get away too easy with Wings.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:34 pm
She moved in closer to the stallion, her wings pulling back to tuck against her slender form. her voice would pick up, a soft sound, but bold. "Yes I am alone, and prefer it that way stallion." She moves up, the lightning once more striking and lighting up her form, only about five feet away from him now.
She did have wings, a lovely set as black as night, the feathers shaking in the wind, her eyes moving along the stallion for a moment before she smirks. The smell of the rain grew closer, the thunder rolling louder.
"So what brings you out into my kind of weather?" She asked, her eyes turning to look to the hill. She knew that if she did not move soon she was going to lose that perfect draft into the storm.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:54 pm
She spoke as if the world was her's for the taking. Which, though would sure liked to show her the truth of the matter. It wasn't hers, it was his. Though, her wings put a damper on things. He eyed them for a moment as she drew closer to him. He could see her perfectly now. His peridot eyes scanned her body before looking back at her red ones. "You speak as if this is only your time, Puppet" He said. A twisted type of smile crossed his face.
He stood there, watching her move as she made it. He didn't care about what she was thinking. It was all his zone now. He was the most important thing here. "Someone as pretty as you shouldn't be alone, Puppet" He paused. "It could cause you to get into a bit of trouble." He added. He wondered how he could push her buttons. What ways to do it, it just took a bit of time. Though he could feel that time slowly slipping away. He could feel that she didn't want to stand around chatting. Well, either did he.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 6:53 pm
She was turning to head off, but his words caused her to pause and gag, looking back to him with a snort. She had a look in her eyes of 'how dare you.' She snorts for a moment, her wings ruffling.
"How dare you call me pretty? Males." She snorts once more and turns her head, shaking it before she flicks her tail, almost hitting him with it. She always saw herself as the center, and everything sould revolve arund her.
She moves her auds as she heads back up the hill slowly. "And Trouble is my middle name, I enjoy it." She looks over her shoulder to him, far enough away all he could see was those red orbs once more. She had it in her head she needed no one. She was suborn and a peace of work.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:29 pm
Excellent. He found one thing that pissed her off. A even more twisted smile crossed his face. "My, Puppet" he started "A bit touchy? Such a pretty mare as yourself shouldn't be like that". He almost lost it when she said her middle name was trouble. Oh, that was a good one. But he controlled himself pretty decently. He flicked his tail as he looked at her with his bright peridot green eyes. They almost had an evil look about them.
"I highly doubt you know anything about true trouble, my puppet" He told her with a laugh. " You seem like you've had nothing bad happen to you. Or haven't done anything bad in your life." He added with a challenge in his voice. She didn't seem bad a** at all. Just a spoiled girl who thought she could do anything she wanted. Thona had an urge to change that. Her wings though. Those damn wings! He wished he could just rip them off. They made everything harder.
If it wasn't for those wings, he'd have already attacked her. Seeing as she wasn't the type that would give into his seductive ways. He didn't like her type. They were useless to him. In more ways then one. Unless he could get them on his side to spread his type of cruel sense of humor. To make other's suffer, and cry.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 2:08 pm
Thundara watches him, her red eyes shifting to a glare as she moves closer to him, a snap of her jaws. "I am not pretty." She flicks up her auds and looks away from him, her stubbornness was now keeping her here because she had to prove she was right. her twisted mind only twisting further.
The wind was picking up, and it was becoming harder for her to decide, stay here, or go flying. She was a not as bad as she seemed, but then again she always alone, and never close to anyone.
The last time she was around someone the male was planning on killing her and eating her, but then again, she knew how to fly in stormes, and was able to get away, and she was not afraid here because this stallion did not even have wings, and knowing she could get away made her smirk show.
"So, wingless, you think your evil, prove it." She looks over him, her tail giving a unnoticeable flick thanks to the wind. She showed no sign of fear, her auds flicking once more, the lightning was becoming closer, and the thunder louder, and she was missing her fun.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 12:31 am
It was rare to find some mare who thought they weren't pretty. He'd seen some ugly mares that thought they were the hottest thing around. He almost shivered at the thought. Almost. His cruel evil grin was still upon his face. He just couldn't help it. He loved messing with this mare. Only if he could sink his teeth into her flesh. To cause her some pain, to see how strong she really was. He wondered how exactly she'd handle his little challenge. Most always backed down. He'd love to see someone actually agree to it.
"Don't underestimate me, puppet." he winked at her. "I am not stupid enough to try to attack something that can get away with a flick of her wings." He simply said with a flip of his hair. It really didn't do much, the flip of his hair, it just settled back the way it had been. Rain had started now, not hard. "If I did attack, I would have done it by now." He told her. "What I want to know, and see, is if you're really as bad a** as you think you are." He simply put it.
"More or less, if I did attack you" He paused "You'd probably be a chicken and fly away." He said simply. "You're one I like to call 'All talk and no Bite'" He smirked. His eyes dropped down, then shot back at her. They were challenging as ever. If there was to be a fight here, she was the one who was going to start it. For, what was the point of attacking someone who had more of an advantage over the situation then he did? He had to rip it away from her first. And that was what he was going to do if she tried to attack him first.
"Then again, you could prove to me in a different way then fighting if you wish." He went on. "Like a little test." He paused. "Something to show that you're more then just talk." Another pause. "Or would you not be up for a small challenge such as this?" He was amused at this whole situation. He wasn't hiding it, and wouldn't either.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 12:52 am
The rain was starting to pull her coat down, and coating the top of her wings. Her eyes looking over him, her wings pulling back more. She was not wanting to attach to the due fact she wanted to keep her wings. She used them to fly during the storms.
A flick of her tail once more, running his words over in her head, her eyes calm still, a hint of anger growing in the distant of those red orbs. She then caught the challenge, her lips pulling more as she looks over him, her head cantering.
She was willing to play his games, and a challenge sounded almost fun. "I am Game, what do you have in mind?" She asked in that calm tone. As long as he was not calling her pretty she was not to upset. It was the fact he practically called her cute that was angering her.
Her auds perking and turning to him, a wondering of what he had in mind. She knew that she was dealing with a male like the last she met, so evil, and so fun. Maybe this will be worth missing her storm.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 1:51 pm
Interesting. He hadn't expected her to accept it. Though, that made things the more fun. He thought for a second to figure out exactly what he thought she should do. There weren't any dangerous creatures about, other then himself of course. He was sure they could find one in due time, but he wanted this to be quick. He got very bored of his games if they lasted too long.
"I want to see how brave you can be. Are you good without using your wings for once, puppet?" He asked her carefully. It all determined on what exactly he was going to have her do. If she did it, anyways. He was still trying to decide. There was some crocodiles down in one of the swamps, but that seemed almost too easy. Some dangerous cliffs he could make her try to climb up and fetch him something.. But that seemed too childish. No. She needed a real stallions task. Something no mare would ever dare unless they were as crazy as he was.
The most dangerous thing he could think of was messing with a skinwalker. But that seemed almost too extreme, and he was sure she'd run away before getting even close to one. He'd never seen one in person though. He wondered how they moved, he almost admired them. Almost. He continued to think fast on what he was going to do, as well as waiting for her answer.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 2:14 pm
A look on her eyes seemed as if she was asking him if he was nuts, good without her wings humf. She shook her head and smirked. "My wings are just a small advantige, only used for storm flight, I like dodging lightning in the sky, fallowing the storm as far as it will take me, only to travel home on foot and entering danger as I do so."
The storm was upon them now, and she missed her draft, but that was ok, this was more fun then that any day. She had a look in her eye as if asking for danger, fun, excitement. She moves her tail to flick once more, flicking the rain from it, her wings settling to block some of the rain.
Thoughts were already going though her head. Fighting a Kalona, already done, and tht was in the air during a high wind thunderstorm, the best night of her life. More and more thoughts filled her mind, but then again, why should she have all the fun. "Why don't we make this interesting, I pass, and I get to come up with something for you to do." She had a crazy look in her eyes, and a evil smirk on her lips.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 2:08 pm
Thona thought about that for a moment. He was always up for a bit of a challenge. Never backing down from anything. He swished his long green tail as he stared at her. Eyes filled with danger and excitement. "Well, I guess that's only fair. Isn't it puppet?" He pondered on exactly she could do. And yet the only thing that still came to mind was messing with a Skinwalker.
Could it be done? Could she really do it? What did he care? He smirked. So it was what he was gonna have her do. Unless she she tried to compromise. "Have you ever danced with a skinwalker?" He asked her almost amused with his idea. He couldn't help it. He saw what could happen, and that's what pleased him the most. He liked watching others suffer. Even if it wasn't at his own hooves.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:28 am
The look in her eyes only twisted more, dances with a skinwalker, a chance of death, a bit of fun. All she could do was smirk more, her tail flicking back and forth. "No, but I have with a Kalona and lived." She smirked even more then before.
There was no fear in her, almost a look of intrest, a desire to see how long she would live. "I would enjoy that." She looks over him for a moment, her auds laying back and flicking lightly back and forth. She moves in closer to him, her wings stretching out. "But My question is have you, or are you sending me to do something your to afraid to."
She could not help but smile this time, her form moving around his, keeping at a distance. She had a good question, seeing as he was here, and asking me to do it, had he ever done something so dangerous.
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