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 Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 3:07 pm
This is the log for an RP pm for Buffy and myself. No posting unless invited to the rp >D
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 3:08 pm
Masq A lone kalona, chocolate brown in color with a bright blue mane stood still as a statue in the middle of an open field, not a muscle on her body moved, not even her long spaded tail. Her hellish white eyes were open, but slightly duller than normal which made it seem that she was staring off into space. The sun was beating down on her back, and gleaming off blood stained silver horns. Masquerade was tiny for her breed, she looked utterly breakable with long thing legs and a small body and head. Even her wings looked like glass, the black leather semi-transparent would have seemed to most to be useless to hold her up in flight, but if one believed such a thought they were fools of the highest quality. In a flash, her ears were sudden;y pointed towards a small forest behind her and she performed a perfect roll back, spinning around on her hind hooves she took off like a bullet fired from a gun into the trees. She plowed through the undergrowth and thorns, dodging live trees, and jumping fallen ones as she trailed the scent of a nice big buck. Her lips pulled back over her fangs in a maniacal smile as she plowed forward. Masq thrilled in the hunt, almost as much as she enjoyed seducing the lesser fools or the first shot of warm blood to her taste buds. So encased was she in her hunt that she was completely unawares of any soul that might have been watching her. Every sense was attuned to the buck she could smell so near ...
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 6:38 pm
Parixaeus The big male had always had a fondness for the small mares. The last mare he had encountered, had left him with offspring of which he took no part in. It had been a crying shame too.. The sparkly blue flutter mare had been so delicate. So easy to posess.
She had been a favorite. But all that was done now. She had proven herself fertile, and he had no longer wanted any part of it.
He wanted the game, without the surprise ending.
He was merely watching the buck this mare was smelling. He had no idea that someone else had caught on to his quarry. He was going to have this buck.. He was big, and the perfect chase for the already bigger sized male.
His snarl took his face, as he lowered his body a bit, ready to pounce.
But then something hit his nostrils. He snorted, growling lowly. He could smell her now. This mare who approached. She was quickly covering ground, and soon he could hear her.
As could the buck, as he proved when he perked his ears, lifting his head from his grazing.
DAMN.
He hoped that this would not scare the buck off. He had felt like having a rather large meal, and he would be angry if he didnt get this buck.
Parixeus waited, head turned towards the buck, but eyes staring in the direction the mares scent came from.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 5:46 pm
Masquerade She slowed herself quickly to a crawl as she approached the clearing, her eyes could make out the shape of the buck through the trees and she pulled her lips back over her fang in a vicious grin. She never noticed the other kalona as she stalked through the shadows making her final approach towards the buck almost silent, occasionally the snap of a twig or the rustle of a bush would give away that there was still something in the bushes but the danger would have seemed to have passed to the deer. The mare crouched low her muscles bunching up beneath her sleek chocolaty coat. She kept her long ital perfectly still behind her as she surveyed the prey standing so close so tantalizingly close. She dove from the shadows a blur of brown and blue, purposefully landing behind the buck she raked her fangs over his rump and whirled around the follow after him as he darted for the trees. She giggled in delight as she whipped around in front of him turning him unknowingly in Parixaeus's direction. She was loving this and it showed her grin was pulled wide over her fangs, her tail lashed behind her, and her wings flexed and flapped. Momma had never said a thing about not playing with your food ... besides it was far to much fun! She giggled again and bounced back and forth as she chased him "run run little toy but you'll never get far enough!" She had an angelic voice that didn't seem to fit the demon mare with her crazy white eyes and manacle giggles.
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