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 Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 4:50 pm
She blushed lightly at his words. Her ear twitching as he nibbled at it, causing the feathers to rustle again. Pulling a serious face, she pranced away from him. Letting her back turn so that she was facing away. "You know. Your so mushy sometimes." The mare lowered her head slightly, a small smirk dancing onto her lips again as she gave her tail a drawn out flick.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:32 am
He watched her walk away, pinning his ears. At her words, he sighed, the usual proud cant of his head sinking... Did she think him foolish? His head shot up, ears laid flat to his head and eyes dancing dangerously.
"I shall remedy that, My Lady." He rumbled, lunging forward and nipping one of her glossy black flanks. He leapt out of reach, prancing in place as he waited to see if she would retaliate.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:35 am
As he nipped at her flank, he caught her off guard which caused her to skitter forward a bit. Turning around quickly, her tail and mane whipped around her body. Dark eyes gleaming dangerously. "Oh, so you wanna play huh?" Her mouth curled up into a playful smirk as she lashed her tail back and forth.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 8:12 am
Sibalto smiled playfully, crouching low for a moment. His eyes glinted as he smirked at her, ears flicking back and forth. He watched her silken mane and tail flow around her, something in his chest leaping at her beauty.
"That I do my Lady." He rumbled, grinning. "Do you feel up to a quick game?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 6:09 pm
"Hmh. What kind of game are you offering to play?" Her tail moved again, though only slightly. Just enough to make the hairs dance against her back legs. "Hopefully a fun one."
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 11:06 am
Considering her with a roguish grin, he gave a slight shrug. "Tag? Lady's choice? I have no preference... A game is a game, my dear..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 5:14 am
A dark grin spread slowly across her face as she moved in close to him. Rubbing her soft body against his, like a snake wrapping around it's prey. "Hmmmm....tag it is then. But lets up the stakes a little bit, shall we?" Her eyes gleamed dangerously as she nipped at his cheek.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 11:17 am
His ears pitched forward in interest, and he rumbled deeply in his chest. Snuggling closer to her in turn, he nuzzled her neck and chest, eyes gleaming. "I am at the Lady's command... What shall the stakes be, Heart of my Heart?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 2:36 pm
"Hmmmm...I'm not too sure." Her voice was silky as she let her eyes close half way. Snuggling up against his chest the best she could. This closeness was always something the mare enjoyed with her mate. "Do you have any ideas?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 4:18 pm
"When with you my dear..." He offered with complete honesty, a spark of laughter in his eyes and a smile on his face. "I have very few thoughts of my own... I'm afraid most ideas just flitter straight out of my ears..."
He nuzzled her face. "But I do believe I shall agree to anything, anything at all, the lady suggests...."
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 8:30 pm
She gave a small pout at his reply. Not at all satisfied with his answer. "Awww, your no fun. I'm sure you could come up with something. Besides...I picked the game."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 5:36 am
Sibalto laughed, shaking his head and pawing the ground playfully. She had picked the game, sure enough...
"Very well, I shall pick... Hmmm..." He pranced around, eyeing her. "If I should win, this game of tag, the Lady shall wear silver feathers to remind her of her most talented gentleman... And I claim a kiss."
He winked and nosed her muzzle tenderly. "And you may pick what you shall get, if you win, my dearest one..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 5:41 am
"Fine. And if I win then you have to wear flowers in your mane and tail the color of my eyes. That way I can always keep an eye on you. And...maybe a kiss if I'm feeling up to it." Her grin grew wider as she tilted her head to the side, giving his nose a little n** before jolting away. "You can't back out now because the game is on, and your it!" She called over her shoulder as she bounded away.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 5:50 am
With a grin he nodded in agreement, and then watched her spin and gallop away with a flick of her tail and a last flirtatious glance from her gorgeous eyes. The game was on! He reared, whinnying joyously, and leapt after her with a will. What better game could there be than chasing his elegant Lady through the countryside?
He could think of none.
Cantering strongly, he found himself glad she had not gotten much of a head start, for Firefly was quite swift, and he feared if she got out of his sight, he might never catch her.
And that would never do. He didn't really want to wear flowers... Accept for when he had worn that one from Ho'kee, a gift of friendship... But Firefly wearing feathers in his colors...
Now there was a striking sight...
"I find myself wondering how lovely they shall look hanging from your ear, my sweet." He called playfully as he drew even with her haunches and bannering tail.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 4:37 pm
((I'm gonna start incorperating the preggoness if you don't mind. XD))
Firefly had gotten a pretty decent head start. But Sib was a lot larger than her and could cover more ground faster than she could. Though she tried with all that was in her to at least stay one step ahead of the game.
She laughed at the thought of him wearing flowers. Flowers were not a manly thing, but it would amuse her for a while. "And I find myself wondering how lovely those flowers will look in your hair."
Rounding a corner of trees and leaping over fallen logs with ease. She tried to put a bit more space between them. When all of a sudden it felt almost as if her stomach had migrated up into her throat. The action had caught her off guard which caused her to stumble to her knees. Skidding across the ground until she came to a sudden stop in the grass. What was this? She felt almost sick. What was causing this sudden wretched feeling?
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