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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 1:40 pm
If you are against violence and any sort of this nature. I recommend you not to read this.  
The mare sighed softly to herself, she didn't know what to do. She hadn't seen her family it what seemed like ages nor any other life form. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to. Maybe she liked this lone wolf feeling, but something inside her told her she really wasn't a loner deep down.
Her lavendar eyes seemed to glow in this hazy darkness, she was in unknown territories and a mist grew from the moist ground as the trees rose from the earth old, tarnished and eerily. It made a chill run down the femme's spine as she wondered where in the hell she was if it weren't hell. This was not a spot for a unicorn to be. If she could she would have called out for someone to assist though even if she had a voice this place seemed...desserted.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 2:38 pm
A smell slowly began to waft over the eerie mist that clung to the ground. It was a rancid, rotten smell. A mix of the sickly-sweet smell of decay, and the thick choking oder of a mongrel after a heavy rain. The shadows of the trees a monster lurked. Sirius was slinking through the growing dark less, his muscles rippling under his short, unkempt fur. He walked slowly, carefully, trying not to be herd as his hoofs landed on the moist, leaf-littered ground. Winter had been settling over the land, and the en encroaching evening chill made the skinwalker's breath come out in gray puffs. He caught the scent of something knew in his territory and now he began his hunt.
She was a Soquili, and unicorn, a strikingly interesting marked one at that. Her short spiky hair showed off the feminine grace of her neck, and her eyes gave a soft glow in the mist. Sirius found that enticing, but it was hard to determine if came from lust or hunger... or perhaps both. He got close enough to where he could smell her unique scent before allowing his form to step out of the shadows toward her.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 2:45 pm
Her tail swayed behind her as she looked up to where the trees wound up, their branches intertwined like a net as if to guard those who could fly and those who couldn't encaged in this vile place. Her nostrils began to flare as she tried to distinguish this scent that was infuriating her mind...wet dog? If only one wolf or perhaps a pack was her problem, but it was far from. She turned to see a skinwalker? She had never encountered one of these beings just had been told stories by the two leggers of the curse and how they were hellions.
She took a step back as he came towards her, she shook her head as she rose a brow. Indeed the scent was rancid, it made her throat tighten and her knees weak yet she still held herself up. She must have invaded his territory, she hadn't meant to...oh if only she could speak and say her apologizes and run...though she wondered if he would have cared of apologizes. Her ears flared back as she took another step back, wondering what he wanted. He had the look of hunger in his eye, of what kind she didn't know but she knew she wouldn't taste that good.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 2:53 pm
Sirius's maniacal grin slowly faded at the reaction of the filly. She didn't scream, or give a sarcastic remark, or even a angry insult. Her eyes widened slightly and she took a step back, that was all. What, did she think she was brave? Immune to the gnash of teeth or cut of hooves? Did she not believe that the ball now in his court whether she would live or die?
“Lost, are we?” he hissed through broken, jagged teeth.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 6:04 pm
She didn't hesitate to shake her head violently, YES LOST! her head throbbed as the words yelled out. Her violent orbs watched him the only thing that was pleasant of him was his muscle. He smelled like the rotteness of hell, bitter eyes and knarled teeth. She wondered if she were being confronted by the devil himself.
She mouthed the words, 'She should be going,' but no sound was made. She whimpered softly it was as close as she could get to anything...her submissiveness was beyond compare but she could hold out hopefully. She didn't want to die tonight, it wasn't her time to.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 8:59 pm
The sadistic smile returned to Sirius's face when he the fear became so apparent in her eyes. He stepped closer, his stench permeating the air around them, soaking into her hair, clinging to her. “At a loss for words, little girl?” he growled out. His eyes slipped closed for a moment, inhaling deeply as he moved his muzzle closer to her neck, smelling her. It was an intoxicating mix of female and fear. The whimper seemed to only excite him more. “I seem to have that effect on mares sometimes.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:22 am
She snorted, this wasn't fair! She couldn't explain herself and her motions would be dismissed for he would unlikely care. As she felt his hot breath agaist her neck she arched it more and her jowls clenched together. Fear was turning to anger and then back to fear...she wished her mom was here she'd know what to do. She sighed to herself she had to figure it out for herself.
She shook her head, oh I have words...she thought to herself. I think you're an ugly, mangy, poor excuse for a soquili that has been cursed for a reason! She snarled softly at his next comment, for once in her life that happened to be the first time she snarled or needed to. She backed up once more and she felt a cold and hard roughness of a tree to go. Trapped.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 9:12 am
Sirius's eyes narrowed at the mare as her mouth worked. Her body language and her angered growl, while it didn't express the words she was thinking certainly gave the skinwalker the drift. "Do I make you uncomfortable?" he jaggedly purred.
At her snarl, Sirius pulled his head back just a bit to survey the girl. And amused smile passed over his features before his eyes seemed to flash with a burning hatred. He suddenly he roared back at her, a anguished growl like that of a rabid wolf.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:10 pm
Her brow rose at his question and she nodded subtly this time. His purr made her muscles tighten and her eyes watch him more carefully. Why was he spending so much attention on her. If he as going to attack her or whatever he was going to do, why didn't he do it now. Her pale maw huffed softly his games were not amusing.
She watched as he seemed suprised that a unicorn could snarl like she did. Her tail flicked behind her agitated. Her eyes began to turn into confusion as he smiled and switched to be vile again. He wasn't one to be reckoned with. She simply bowed her head as if apologizing. She had never encountered a wolf this close. She had seen them on the other side of the river before, drinking but they were at peace...this one was not so. Her eyes stood at the ground wondering what was to become of her with this male. His scent was forever embedded in her mind, his facial features and his voice...she would remember it forever.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:30 pm
The mare did not run in terror, strike at him with her hooves, or still had yet to scream. This gave the skinwalker a sick thrill, the fur on the back of neck stood up as a quiver round down his spine. He stepped closer again, brushing his shoulder against hers as he leered over her neck and back. He could kill her right now, and he knew it. But for now he was simply having fun. “You're lucky I'm not hungry, little girl,” he said, his mouth so close to her ear she could feel the moist hotness of his breath. “At least not for food, right now.” He pulled back just enough to watch her expression, and to make sure she saw the vile smile on his face so she knew exactly what he was implying.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:40 pm
Her leg buckled as he touched her, she didn't want him to touch her. She felt dirty already. Her eyes narrowed, how could one get such pleasure from this? She shoved him slightly with her shoulder just enough for him to stumble back if he was off balance and not enough to hurt him. Her ears flicked back as he spoke. She wrinkled her nose at what he was implying, her tail curled wrapping around her tail. Where were the others she knew. Gods, what was going to happen to her? Mutitlated, raped, murdered. What would happen when her family saw her battered body...if she were found. What if she were found, and her family hoped on one last thread till their dying days that she would come home one last time. It brought tears to her eyes but she would not let them fall. She would not and could not. She was taught to be strong no matter what. No matter the situation...and she would.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:44 pm
Sirius growled in anger and surprise and she gave the first sign of fighting back, pushing against him with her shoulder. He was unprepared, so he stumbled back a few paces and regained his footing. The depraved grin wiped from his face he narrowed his eyes.
"What was that, little girl?" he growled, then he was upon her, kicking with his front hooves and trying to catch a stallion's grip on the back of her neck.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:51 pm
Couldn't he just leave her alone, she didn't want him that close to her yet he kept invading her space. It made her smile inside to see him be suprised again. Idiot. She really wasn't that little, she was muscular and bigger than her younger sister who was small like her mother. She bucked once just trying to get him away from her. She didn't try and physically hurt him again...just away. If he wasn't careful he might find himself impaled by a unicorn horn.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:56 pm
"Getting feisty now, I see," he growled, but he still lack the sadistic glee in on his face as he tried to avoid her warning kicks. "Too late to change your mind now, sweetheart. Why don't you just turn around and relax. The sooner I get done with you, the sooner you can leave.. mostly in tact."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 2:00 pm
Sweetheart? Who the... her heart skipped a beat. Turn around? Her brow rose and then both narrowed as she lowered her head. No part of her was going to willingly let him touch her like that. She hadn't known she had gotten herself this deep into the situation until now. Gods, what in the hell was she going to do? She was pitted behind trees and the stallion was in front of her. Her lavendar eyes seemed to darken and their unique glow as well. She hissed watching his every move.
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