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 Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 4:24 am
The night was clear and crisp as Isolean stalked her mark from her place in the shadows waiting for just the right time to approach. Her bright blue eyes twinkling liken to a thick piece of ice as she looked him over hungrily. biting her lower lip in anticipation she felt a little giddy as he was all youth and good looks. Everything from his shiny black hooves, to his perfectly chestnut coat, and long wavy black mane practically breathed handsome. A stallion any mare would strive to have for certain.
He is going to be a pleasure to taint. she mused smiling but not so much as of yet to flash her fangs.
Just then the moon shone in just a way that begged her to reveal herself. So gingerly placing one gold shod hoof in front of the other she stepped from the shadows her golden adornments gleaming amongst rolling cascades of silken ebony black mane.
"I hope Im not interrupting." she spoke softly.
The stallion looked upon in a most desired fashion, somewhat liken to how one looks at water in the desert like nothing existed before it nor ever would it after it.
"no-No." he replied his voice cracking like he was still a foal.
With a gate as smooth as glass she sailed over to him walking a circle around him looking him over while he looked her over.
"i wasn't aware that there was anyone in these woods . . ." she questioned looking about "i thought i would be all alone forever." she cooed softly against his ear.
oh his blood will be so sweet see how his pulse quickens he almost sweats . . .he has never known a mare. Virgins scar the sweetest. I’ll have his first kiss and one day another mare may steal his heart but i will always own his fantasy . . .own the shadowy realm of his mind, she thought allowing her side to brush against his just for a moment. he quivered at her touch. he would be ready soon, she needed his heart to race, his blood to be nearly boiling hot and his mind wondering along her form before she took him.
It wasn't so much the blood she desired but rather more knowing that each one of the stallions she drank from would both desire and fear seeing her again. Forever more after their encounter she would live at the back of their mind they would always look twice at a shadow longing for her presence and yet fearing her embrace.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 10:16 am
 Cool crisp night air met a strong muscled body, a gentle breeze tousling long black locks of hair. How he enjoyed the night...already the stallion could feel his blood rushing, adrenaline beginning to pump with anticipation. Hunt. Feed. For Honovi it felt as natural as breathing, as walking stealthily through the trees. The hunger pains had been his only reason for leaving his usual resting place, the cave he had as of late called 'home.'
As he moved, stepping heavily upon pawed feet..his ears jerked and swiveled to hear a mare's voice. To smell some stallion..a fast beating heart. 'What have I stumbled upon? Lover's at each other?' Just what he needed...to kill some love making amorous stallion with his love sick mare. However..he paused..peering through the foliage..to make out the two standing in the glow of the moon light. Oh no, that did not quite look like love..it looked like..hunting. The male looked like prey, prey that would soon fall to the mare's advances.
Well now that did tickle Honovi's interest, it had been a bit since he had watched another hunt. How long would it take for her gleaming fangs to sink into the unsuspecting male? How could anyone be so stupid...even from a distance he could feel the danger radiating off her in waves. The power. What a surprising turn of events. Once she had killed the stallion and, left Honovi thought he might go have a little taste..typically he avoided eating such 'things' but, it felt wrong to waste good meat. Tail swishing silently with excitement he kept watch...waiting with another jolt of adrenaline..waiting for the mare to end that poor fools life.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:22 pm
Mmmm his heart was a murmer and his hide was warm to the touch his pupils were as large and wide as they could be. She did one more circle around him her flesh always against his. He laughed a little he was nervous now.
How adorable. she noted inhaling his warm scent . . .something else lingered in the air but she ignored it.
"wha-what's your name miss?." he asked.
"Isolean . . .Isolean Vriends." she said letting the I and S hiss slightly.
"I like it." the stallion noted.
"I bet I have something you'll like more." she cooed lightly and before he could reply she placed her lips against where his neck met his head. His pulse throbbed there Gently she kissed it. He shivered. She smiled and kissed a different place along his neck just lightly.
"you give me chills." he breathed.
She gave a girlish laugh then Finally she bit into him he gasped and pushed into her bite. His adrenaline and lust turned the pain of the bite into a pleasurable experience. Slowly she savored the sweet blood that flowed her tongue caressing the wound to increase the flow.
She did this four times in different places along his neck before he could stand it no more with a laugh he stepped back.
"you-have to stop your making me dizzy." he confessed shaking a little, his knees weak.
She had taken from him more than she had planed.
Slowly she smile eerily revealing her fangs and bloody lips. Blood from her "kisses" drained down his neck down his legs and started to pool at his hooves.
Lust became horror then terror.
"what is it my love? Don't you like my kisses?" she laughed then lunged at him he stepped back and she snapped at the air.
With a yell of terror he turned and fled unable to run with his head spinning he stumbled along valiantly.
Isolean kept up with him easily walking right along side him in fact with a bloody grin on her lips.
"just one more." she whispered into his ear.
"no! Ah no.-" he begged tears welling in his eyes. He knew as well as she did she could finish him easily. He kept stumbling forward panting for breath. She began to spur him to run with nips and more teasing. Then ducked behind a tree, seamlessly her familiar a bat by the name of Reginald flew out the other side. Making it appear as is she had changed forms like a real vampire would have.
Reginald chased the stallion now and would do so until he was was far enough away not to be a bother or a lure to any skinwalkers.
Once they were well out of sight Isolean now contentedly full went to wash up in a nearby stream. She wasent a mess but haveing blood on her lips was not a pleasant feeling.
((( posted from my phone sorry about spelling errors and not useing bold font of the speaking parts its just a pain. if he asks why she didn't kill the Stallion I have a pretty good reply thought out. if there anything you want to add anything to this RP please don't hesitate to let me know smile ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 2:18 am
Watching..waiting, with bated breath. Muscles tensed as if it were him hunting, preparing to sink his fangs into another living, innocent creatures flesh. The moment blood had been drawn..the moment her fangs slipped into the stupid males flesh Honovi's hunger felt even stronger. Usually the pawed stallion did not hunt those of his 'kind' he tried to just hunt other mammals..like deer or rabbits. Still the scent of the stallion's fresh hot blood..even from a distance had his mouth watering.
Trying to be still Honovi focused on watching, she seemed to be one who played little mind games with her prey. Watching the unknown huntress dash off he finally moved, stealthily slipping through the trees and, underbrush. Following the scent until it had vanished. Well well so she only had her fill of blood then chased her prey off? How strange. How curious..it made the males mind fill with questions, questions Honovi would always be bold enough to ask. He feared little of the world, the huntress would be no exception to that.
When she had bent to drink, to clean her face of blood..he stepped forward. Pawed feet just a whisper when they moved through the grass..ears alert but, his body language..that Honovi left relaxed. "My my..a huntress who only drinks blood..who chases off her weak minded prey with..a bat? Hm..." Voice a smooth deep rumble Honovi ventured closer.
He did not thirst for water..only blood and some creatures flesh would sate him tonight. "You are quite curious..but, a respectable sort..quite fun to watch as well..mmm..I do wish that you hadn't chased him off. Seeing another hunt has gotten me rather excited." Smirking he turned a bit as the wind again flitted and, flowed through his deep black mane. Bringing to his nose scents of the forest's inhabitants. Prey.
Honovi could be bold if he desired..though most of the time he did not seek out the company of others. However..tonight with the moon's light shining above..and a hunger gnawing at his stomach the lupine male wished for a 'partner in crime', someone to hunt with..someone who understood his desires..his love of the chase.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:25 pm
All four dainty hoofed feet in the water she stood head lowered swirling her muzzle about to wash away the blood.
It took much courage for her not to jump out of her skin let alone stand quite confidently when a male voice came from directly behind her. At first just her ears swiveled back to better hear him but the rest of her head slowly fallowed. As if she needed time to contemplate a reaction or he had commanded her to do so. Across her creamy shoulder Her languid gaze trailed across him taking in all the details calculating weaknesses (not that she could see many) and strengths. This bold action spoke volumes of confidence.
Moments passed between them only carrying silence. To be honest she was unsure how to address him. His pawed feet yet lack of pelt confused her.
Deep breaths Isolean you can do this. She thought.
"The blood is all i need." she replied her muzzle dripping with pinkish water and her fangs showing slightly as she spoke "my appetites are not of the flesh and it's not my habit to kill needlessly. Besides I share these woods with three Skinwalkers. The easy marks I leave after my meals keep their claws busy enough to leave me alone." she paused clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth.
"I don't mean to pry but your not uninteresting yourself. . ." she added looking at his paws.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 4:13 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 1:56 pm
Tail twitching curiously Honovi stepped closer, keeping distance between them..being safe because he did not wish for a fight tonight..well not a fight with another 'predator'. Paws pressing at the ground he mulled over everything she said..skin walkers. How he detested them and, many others like them..those who stole the skin of a creature and, wore it. Those who lost what little sanity they had. How could anyone choose such a fate? That had always been the reason why he had never settled down, he would not have children who had no minds..who only thirsted for blood, who were totally evil to the core.
Shaking off the thoughts blue orbs met the mares, before his strong rumbling voice again filled the evening air. "I see..yes, perhaps I am interesting..but, it came at a grave price..one I would not wish upon even my worst enemy. However that's a story for another time..tell me, what might your name be oh lovely temptress of the night?" Conversation helped keep him calm..the scent of blood still flowed through the air upon any idle breeze, sending hungry little shivers down Honovi's spine. Yes he would need to hunt soon..even if he just killed a rabbit or a nice plump deer..he would need something to sate his inner beast. The beast that kept clawing form within begging to be set free in the dark shadows of the forest. Still he would forever continue fighting, he never let it win..no he still wanted to know the unique mare's name. " I do not usually give my name to others but, how about a fair exchange? A name for a name. I am known as Honovi.." Sharp canines visible as he flashed a rare full fledged smile he settled in to wait..taking slow calming breaths. The beast would not win tonight..he had other things to do..so many questions to ask the strange, enchanting lady before him.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 5:13 pm
DemonWingedPoetGirl poke on both Rp's About to reply to the other one
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 1:36 am
RockerWolfie1616 just found a ton of RP links I had lost! This was one of them. I do like this RP even if your not feeling the muse now I would like to continue.
She could almost hear music in the background as they danced their tango of words across a razors edge. A compliment here, a little posturing there and just enough give on both sides for balance. It was all so deliciously formal and everything she craved in a conversation with someone of equal cunning . . . And predatory inclination.
"Another time then. Don't think ill forget. That is a story i will want to hear and My memory is almost as good as I am." She gave a somewhat mischievously flirtatious wink. " Most call me miss vriends but seeing as how you know me so intimately." She replied looking off down the direction her living drink had run off "You may call me Isolean if you prefer."
Her thirst slated and content that she was clean again, she floated back up onto the bank. Shaking off each hoof, Sending little droplets of water off to glimmer in the moonlight before they soaked into the parched ground.
"Tell me . . . What brought you to this neck of the woods?" She asked with a smile. Neck. Vampire. It was silly but what was anyone without at least a little humor.
Rodrick her bat glided back and landed on her rump. The pawed creature made him wary but seeing the mistress calm calmed him at least a little.
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