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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:29 am
Well... This was an interesting land... Aveshar thought to himself as he landed easily and folded his great wings to his back. Arching his brow, he cast his shining silver gaze around the area... He had spiraled out of the high peeks, through the dense forest, over valleys...
And now he was here... Too bad there was no prey about... Or perhaps... Perhaps...
He smiled, streching his legs into an easy trot. Perhaps no prey, but maybe there was a toy or two to be found? He could hope.
"Come out, come out wherever you are..." He crooned through the dark woods. "Come play, Little Toys...."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:39 am
 She had such lovely luck, she thought with a scorn, her ears flicked back as a most familiar voice caught her attention. Could it really be, he was here? Her eyes darted around, no no it couldnt be. She shook her mane, it was just the shadows playing tricks on her again, after her last little encounter with the brute, she'd lost some feathers. He called her names, others used as endearments, she'd never be able to let another call her such things without her skin crawling now..Her wings tightened against her sides now with a snort. By the gods she hated him...yet, she was drawn to him..
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 12:54 pm
Aveshar drew a deep breath, sweet with the scent of sweat, of fear, of a mare he knew all too well. Such luck was his! Anemone again, and so soon! His delicate little flower with the feathers...
Several of which were in his lair on his trophy shelf...
Perhaps it was time to fetch a few more...
"Hello again, Little Flower." He crooned, slinking through the woods with an almost feline grace.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:07 pm
It was him.
That dark coated, spade tailed b*****d! How she hated him, ears pinning against her skull, as her skin crawled ever so slightly. She wanted to ignore him, but she knew it would only cause him to further his intent on gaining her attention.
Her head snapped towards him, eyes usually so full of sweetness was now full of scorn and distaste. "Do not call me such a name.." She said, her voice as cold as she could muster.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:17 pm
Aveshar smiled as he paced out of the dark, into sight of her. It was such luck to meet her again... One of his favorite little distractions. Anemone was hardly a toy, he didn't know her well enough yet... But he did enjoy playing with her...
Far more than some of his other femmes would like to know.
"But you are, Delicate Flower..." He murmured, smiling. "Unlike you -who calls me a b*****d even though I know my sire- I call you nothing but the truth... Delicate flower... It would be so easy for me to break you, Anemone..."
He smirked. "Well, your spirit, perhaps not... But it is one of the things I enjoy so about you..."
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:29 pm
Her head lifted proudly, her neck curved in a graceful arch as she moved around him now, a scowl clear on her face. " I only speak the truth as well Aveshar.." She rarely ever spoke his name, but it rolled off her tongue just as smoothly as a lovers name would.
She didnt know what drew her to him, he never did anything of use but almost pluck her flightless and use her for his own amusements...b*****d, she sneered again.
"I'll never break for you...I'll always be stronger.." She shot back, a toss of her long mane with a definite laugh echoing out..Her eyes traveled to his own, as she stared at him.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:38 pm
"Stronger than me, or just strong enough to survive what I would do to you?" He taunted softly, running his muzzle along the curve of her neck, huffing at her wings. He lunged at them mockingly, as though preparing to steal yet another cyan primary, then skittered away, smirking.
"I am glad you have chosen a pet name for me, Delicate Anemone... Though I cannot help but disaprove of the title..." His expression was both playful and mocking, haughty and hungry. "I do, however, delight when you say my name... I wonder if that is indeed why you so rarely use it..."
He had felt a shudder of dark pleasure at the sound of his name floating on her voice. Dangerous mare.... Tempting mare...
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:25 am
"I doubt I could ever be as physically as strong as you are, but I'll always be strong enough to survive whatever you do to me.." Her eyes narrowed slightly as at his touch, her breath caught in her chest, she stared at him. At the move towards her wings, she pulled them tighter against her sides, she would not be losing her feathers today.
"Im so glad I could please you.." She sneered slightly, her tail coiled up against her side. "Though, I think my nickname for you is more suiting than those tainted pet names you refer to me with." She stepped away from him, she knew the damage he could do to her, she wasnt stupid. "I dont use your name as your unworthy of it.."
Dark souled stallion....dangerous murder...thrilling..
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:55 am
Aveshar smiled, shaking his head as he tsked at her. "I am not worthy of my name? Hardly... Such a foolish notion... And the names I give you are hardly taunting, merely truthful..."
He shrugged and paced a lazy circle around her, half considering the theft of another feather... They were blades of bright sky in the depths of his cave... He could use another one.
"You look like you have a loose petal, Little Flower." He teased, smirking and lunging at her again. His strikes were mocking, with no real intent behind them... He just wanted to toy with her...
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