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 Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:54 pm
Ramses took that as a yes. He was curious as to what she wanted to whisper to him and flicked his ear towards her, eager to finally hear what she had to say.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:10 am
Slowly, the lips to her mouth seemed move... but in a very unexpected manner. In an instant, her calm, almost sweet manner dissolved and erupted and glowing eyes of emblazoned fury took over as the mare suddenly went on an all out attack on the stallion as best as she could to. The fact that her mother and grandfather gave her some basic defensive and combat training lessons did not help the stallion in the least bit.
In a final attack, Sienna gripped at the feather in the stallion's mane and ripped it out, taking not only the feather but a few strands of the mane as well. Still on adrenaline, the mare took off at full speed in some unknown, godforsaken direction, leaving the dismembered stallion behind in the trail of her dust.
((Note: Permission from Ramen was granted to attack Ramses X3))
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:30 am
Ramses was left behind, dazed, confused, and to add injury to injury...he hurt. He winced as he tried to move and put weight on his right foreleg, a gash throbbing painfully, already turning odd colors. His mind desperately tried to sort out what on earth had just happened.
He had never had a mare respond to him in such a manner, and in one sense it infuriated him...but in quite another he was intrigued. Curious. Why on earth would she do that to him. Surely he had given her no reason to hate him? Surely she wasn't just attacking him...not him...
This it hit him. Despite the pain a smile flitted across his face. The shy little dear had been so frightened by her passionate feelings towards him that she had attacked him to steal his feathers, just to have something of his. Happily satisfied that his world was right-side up again he called out to Khufu. "Find me a shady place with water nearby, I require rest."
Khufu, who was as confused (if not more so) than Ramses had been a bit earlier was happy to oblige his Lord, and quickly flew up in order to search for a suitable place. Anything to help his poor injured master. But inwardly he fumed. That...that mare! How dare she...how dare she mar the perfect body of his Lord. How dare she.
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