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 Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 12:30 am
 The day remained queit and hot as the stallion shifted between the shadows of the forest. Dullness swept over a brown stallions face, lurking in the shadows was his home. Olivers tongue clicked, a habit he had formed as a child. His eyes were cold, the only thing that they held was the darkness he held inside. A curl fell over his face, and with a frown, he moved them away so he could see. A snarl raised to his face, how could he have been trapped inside this body when he had the power to destroy everything in his sight. When his mentor, Evotil, first met him she thought he was a joke.
He snarled again, but in this state he was slightly thankful for this body. Not only could he mask his true self and seduce mares, he could be taken for granted. Oliver liked how others thought he would be so easy to trust. His face became dull again, a rabbit shot past him. The stallion almost ran after it, knowing that he would soon be hungry, but his mind was somewhere else. Games hadn't been played in such a long time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 3:01 am
Tundra is not the one to stay in a same place for too long because her joy beside her family is to soar in the skies and feel free so today is not any different for this alicorn. Spreading her wings, Tundra Snow soars across the cornflower blue skies with no destinations in her mind except to let the winds take her wherever it blows. She have been spending her time with her baby sister Romance the past few weeks and she loved every moment of it but she knows that Romance wants some time with her mate so Tundra happily took off.
Her stomach rumbled as Tundra spotted a meadow near the forest so she rises up higher into the skies so she could dive-bomb the ground because it gives her a fantastic rush. She stops flapping her wings as she began to free-fall for few feet then she presses her wings against her body, speeding down to the ground really fast. You would have thought practice will make her almost an expert at this right? well.. Tundra thought the same thing as she suddenly snapped her wings away from her body when she was few feet away from the ground, expecting to make a graceful landing. But she didn't have time to prepare herself as fear streaked through her body when she crashed into this large pile of leaves that was left behind by humans and rolled few times before she laid there, breathing heavily.
Tundra slowly gets up wobbly and starts laughing at herself while she shakes her head, slowly walking around to make sure she didn't injure herself more. A joyous laughter bubbled out of her muzzle as Tundra prances around, almost like she DID succeed in landing instead of crash-landing.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 3:50 pm
A sound of a crash exploded into the depths of Oliver's ears. It almost as if a tree had been unrooted and fell with a great amount of force. His interest peaked, and slowly, the cold hearted stallion was moving his hooves to find where the noise had come from. His mind was quiet, the stallion had unfourtunatly been surronded by his family for a brief time and he had become somewhat of a wall. How he hated his family and how they always seemed to find him. He snarled, how he was related to such fools was a mystery to him this day.
The next thing Oliver saw was a mare standing up laughing, had she made the noise of crashing. She was rather, blue. He looked her over quietly, she was mixed with other shades of blue and even had wings to add. He frowned, she was one of them. Those flying idiots who paraded around and made themselves seem wonderful.
A cough escaped his throat as he walked closer to her, "Seems your an expert at crash landings."
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 10:25 pm
Tundra spun around with a little gasp as she heard a cough and male voice commenting about her crash landings then she laughs while she flutters her wings to make sure they aren't bent in any way. "I can teach you how to crash land if you want to." She says with a laugh as she steps forward toward a stallion with a sunny smile on her face. "But it wasn't intended! I was trying to see if I could perfect the gliding landing." She says, grinning with her eyes sparkling with laughter.
"I am Tundra Snow! What are your name? I really like your coat colors." Tundra moves around the stallion, admiring the markings and colors. "You reminds me of Autumn just right before leaves becomes colorful!" She commented as she brushes tips of her wing along the stallion's body. It is a normal thing for her to do and she thinks that everybody will be okay with her touching them even if its a brief contact.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 9:20 am
Oliver's eyes rested quietly on her, watching as her wings spread out slightly as to inspect them. His frown stayed plastered to his face, how...uncontrollably happy this one was. His eyes filled with distaste of her already, if he was lucky he could possibly escape from her never ending laughter. It baffled him how often others laughed, but she took this to a whole new level. It was as if she found everything she said funny, as if she was telling jokes. The stallion cleared his throat, dryly he said, "It'd be hard to teach a wingless horse to crash land after flying, don't you think." She was so emerged in herself, that she hadn't realized how dumb her comment sounded to him.
That voice of her rang in his ears, did she ever slow down to be quiet? He clicked his tongue in aggrivation. she was pyschotic, thats why she could never end her speech. Her compliment made his eye twitch, how he hated the colors of his fur and of his body. Her mouth was moving so fast he was shocked it did not fall off, "Oliver Constantine Bronach."
Then, Tundra's wing lightly touched him. She had done the unthinkable, she had made contact with him. His jaw clenched, his eyes began to make a shooting glare, how he hated to be touched. His eyes shot to her, "It's best if we don't touch others without permission. You never know who will turn around and snap your neck."
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 8:56 pm
Tundra finally noticed the frown on Oliver's face and blinks, her smile fading little bit while she returns his frown with one of her own. "Why are you so frowny, stallion? Did I do something wrong?" She softly says as she watches Oliver. She might be cheerful and easy to laugh with most of the time but she can be serious and calm if needed be. "Actually.. you can just learn how to crash land from tall hills, or cliffs or whatever." She says in a perfect deadpan voice as she looks at the male weirdly, trying not to giggle because she knows that her statement is silly but she is just simply trying to make soquilis or creatures around her smile and enjoy the moment.
"Oliver Constantine Bronach, that's a quite mouthful to say." Tundra says with a light smile, refraining from laughing even if she is sorely tempted to laugh just to irritate the male. Noting the twitch in Oliver's eye when she complimented his appearance, Tundra blinks as he suggested that she stop touching him. "Oh." She smiles at Oliver sunnily as she flicks her wingtips against his side. "I don't think you will hurt me, Oliver Constantine Bronach." She says with a sickeningly sweet tone but there is a little bite to it.
"And I don't think you will be able to "turn around and snap my neck." because I don't think you have it in you. And plus why would you want to adorn yourself with blood of a poor innocent female?" Tundra laughs as she dances around him. "So, Oliver Constantine Bronach, what's your plans for this alicorn?" She cooes at him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 4:29 pm
Oliver’s face stayed a frown as he looked to her, her beginning to frown got to make him smile mentally in his own head. To see such a happy mare begin to frown was something that he rather enjoyed doing. Her voice brought himself back to his present problem, the mare with no limit to her happiness. His tongue clicked, “Why so happy? Am I doing to much right?” Oliver’s thick voice rang in his own ears, how he wanted to whisk himself away and in hopes for a hunt, his hunger was growing rather rapidly the more she stood there. He shook his head, “Hm, how about a cliff? Teach me to crash land off a cliff, without your wings.” He flashed a small, evil, yet seductive smile. When meeting new victims, he always thought it was acceptable to play around with his food.
The stallion shrugged his shoulders, “For the dull it may be to much for them to handle.” She always had a smile upon her face, how droll he found it to always show the same emotion. The touch was still burning into his skin as he looked at her, his mother had always been a big one of touching, wanting to make him feel loved she would poke him or nuzzle him, this thought brought an even worse frown upon his face. His brow raised he let his light green eyes settle onto Tundra, “Ah, you assume with knowing so little of me, my lady.” His eyes rolled as he turned his head to look behind him.
An evil smile began to arise on Oliver’s face as he turned back to Tundra, it was said by his father, if Oliver was to smile nothing good was to come. His voice came without any tone, “Why not give myself a new look? How I adore the blood red color drying against my brown colors.” His smile disappeared again as he closed his eyes, her cooing voice had began to irritate the stallion already, but he swallowed his annouyance, letting rest coldly in his stomach. His eyes swirled with black hate as he voiced, “To get rid of you as quickly as possible.”
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