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 Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 11:30 am
Stupid show off stallions. She ducked her head slightly and picked up her pace. If he was going to be stupid enough to do that then she'd defiantly bite him on the a** for it.
It didn't take her long to catch up to him and to sink her teeth, albeit lightly, into his flanks. "You're it Remy" She nickered before skidding in another direction.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:06 pm
"'Ey!" He all but yelped, somehow managing to keep himself from leaping into the air from the suprise of actually being bitten. "Dis mean war, chere!" He whirled around, taking off after her. Their behavior might have been foal-like... But he was choosing not to think of it that way. It was fun. The good kind of fun. The sort that everyone needed to have.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:12 pm
"It's only war if you can catch me" She laughed as she sprinted across the plains. Until he caught her it was just a strategic retreat. She hadn't had fun in a long while so this was far nicer than she wanted to admit.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 4:16 pm
"Ah catch you, chere!" He called after her and then, to himself as he ran on. "Ah catch her... An' show her a t'ing or two 'bout biting." He snorted, urging himself to run faster, grinning as he neared her.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 4:18 pm
Skidding on her hooves she turned sharply to get away from him as he neared her. She didn't want to get nipped. "Wouldn't hurt a lady now would you?" That wouldn't be fair and he did like to say he was a gentleman.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 6:09 pm
He stood facing her in what most would consider a 'pouncing' position, eyeing her with an impish grin. "Since when you a lad'eh, chere? Thought you don't want no special tre'ment."
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 6:16 pm
"Always been a lady." She nickered. "I can just take care of myself." Her tail flicked behind her as she danced in place. "Going to go back on your words and pretend i'm not a lady?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 7:10 pm
"D'pends on which 'o 'dose words you think ah goin' back on, chere." He made to 'pounce', hooves landing a bit closer to her than he'd started, trying to 'spook' her into going one way so that he could catch her with a light n**.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 7:14 pm
She did jump but only backwards. She knew that trick and wasn't going to give him an easy opening. "Gentelmen shouldn't hurt a lady and you've called yourself one"
She nickered slightly. "Wouldn't be good to go back on that"
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 7:26 pm
"Ah, but you d'on think ah a gentleman, chere. You think ah a scou'drel. Nevah said dat word... But ah know you think it." The look on his face could be taken as nothing other than a smirk as he nickered at her. His movements paused for a moment all he could do was follow her with his eyes. "You think ah no good... Bad news... Not da sort o' stallion a girl outta be aroun'. Ain't dat right, chere?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 7:29 pm
"At least you said it yourself so i didn't have to." She danced in place for a moment. "Wouldn't be surprised if you'd crawled out of a swamp and no self respecting girl goes around with a swamp rat"
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 8:51 pm
At that he nearly howled, tossing his head back in a hardy laugh. "You ain't got no proof o' dat, chere. But ah? Remy got proof you crawl right outta dat river. See it wit his own eyes. Dat makes you a rivah rat... Not a lady."
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 8:56 pm
"At least the river's clean." She nickered and grinned. "And a river rat can be a lady cause you called me a lady yourself. Can't take back your own words"
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 9:00 pm
He pranced closer to her, leaning his nose in her general direction. "Do ah look dirty ta you, chere?" And then he paused, brow lofting as he eyed her. "... Ah d'on b'lieve it. You actually crackin' jokes, chere? Maybe you outta get someone ta look make sure dat tight weave in your basket ain't commin' loose."
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 9:24 pm
"Well you do lack a certain luster. Maybe you've gotten dusty" She danced back slightly. "See you're just looking at the wrong part of the basket"
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