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 Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:00 pm
((This RP features Vladislav Draculesti and Musso Koroni)) 
It was early enough in the night that Vlad could still feel the heat radiating from the earth. He was freshly returned from flying and sweat glistened softly on his dark fur. He reached down and gently nosed at the shackles on his legs. The fur beneath them was even wetter and they were beginning to chafe. Even so, he wouldn't take them off.
He could have taken them off if he desired and sometimes he did, but not often. They were the reminder of the past he had put behind them. He wore them to remind him what he had once been and what he had overcome.
He sniffed at the air. The scent of his followers mixed on the gentle breeze. There was Serghei, his son, and the two mares who currently attended him. Musso and Mercuria were both very lovely creatures and very different in their temperaments. He wondered if one of them might grant him their blood that night.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 9:39 pm
 The early nighttime air felt wonderful against the dark coat that was Musso. She had woken up less than an hour ago due to the sunset just over the horizon line of the trees. It was unfortunate though that Vlad had feasted just a bit too long on her blood the other night, she was still feeling the effects of being drained, but such was life when in the company of the duel winged stallion that had caught her interest. At least she would get a break tonight, if she remembered correctly it was the other mares, Mercuria's, turn.
Musso came out of her den and stretched her legs, her skin twitching under her coat. While it was still dark it wasn't enough to cause her eyes to start glowing yet, which was something that she was rather grateful at the current time. As it was she swished her tail and shook her head to relieve the last remnants of sleep from her face and body. Her stomach grumbled, waking up and telling her it was time for her to find something to eat. Still a bit lethargic she made her way from her den and into the brush, intent on finding her little stream and some much needed grass to gain her strength back.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 3:07 pm
Vlad headed back int he direction of the rest of the group. This was far too lovely a night to spend on his own. He desired company, and there were several lovely mares that he could spend it with. His mind wandered through his choices. Each one of them was fascinating in their own ways, from the stoic Mercuria to the intriguing Musso. It was the newest member of his little group that caught Vlad's thoughts out of the others.
Flash Black was Musso's sister and couldn't rightfully be called a permanent member of Vlad's entourage. She came and went as she pleased, but she was always entertaining when she was around. Serghei had told Vlad when he awoke that Flash Black was in the area again, so he decided to go and seek her out. Perhaps she'd have a new bizarre story to set them all laughing.
He heard the crunching of hooves. Could that be her? He blinked as the soquili came into sight. It was Musso, not her sister. "Good evening, my ghastly delight," he murmured to her. "Have you seen your sister about? I vish to see her."
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 1:21 pm
Before Musso had come upon Vlad her mind was still a bit muddled from sleep and lethargy. Where the hell was her stream? The last time she had walked there from her little cave of a home it didn’t take this long. Had she taken a wrong turn? Was she going in the opposite direction of what she actually wanted to do in the first place? She growled in annoyance at the thought. She really didn’t need this today. Her mind and body didn’t need this today. It was rather irritating. However, as she continued to walk she heard familiar footfalls of her lord. Musso stopped for a moment to think about it. He was crazy for wanting to seek her out again this evening. She was still resting of all things! When she came into his view and her into his view she greeted him with a brow raised.
“Good evening Vlad. Unfortunately I cannot give you—“she was starting to reply only to hear him speak.
The words died on her lips. He wanted to find her sister? Her sister?? Musso blinked and didn’t reply right away. A foreign feeling of annoyance, if not anger, began to crawl up her hooves and into her body. For some reason his words seemed insulting to her ears. Here she was pretty much lethargic and tired from his feeding last night and instead of him being here to check in on her to make sure she’s alright he wants to see her sister?
Musso’s eyes grew a tad cold, intentional or not, she wasn’t sure yet, “No, I haven’t seen my sister as of yet. I didn’t even know she had come into the territory again as of late.”
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