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 Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 10:50 am
There was not much for him to do and he easily grew bored. Prey was running scarce and he was dying for a good meal. He grew tired of rabbits and squrills it took far to many for him to feel satisfied. The demon inside of him wanted something but he did not know what that something was. He did not really have a demon but it did feel like it. Growling to himself he started walking looking for something he could hunt.
Why his luck had been so bad he never knew. He loved when he came upon others and they ran with fear. He had run after quite a few of the ones who ran being the last thing they ever saw. That had been in his homeland though here he had yet to make a reputation of himself but he would in time. Everything came to him he wold always see that he took what he wanted. He had no love in his heart and he never would that he was concerned. He grinned and licked his mouth and teeth he would have what he desired. A kin to do his bidding and he would do whatever was needed to acquire one.
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 10:45 am
 She grew tired of the plant. Closing her eyes, Feiurce let out a soft sigh, body stilling in her march. It was hard to find "fresh" decaying bodies. What a laugh. Ironic, really. But she needed to do so; she needed to be able to feed the blue organism that thrived in her hair and off her being. Flicking the short tail, she opened her eyes, looking around slowly, before her lips pressed together into as thin of a line as she could muster. Perhaps if she tried in the deserts... It seemed like a logical choice, really. People died in the desert all the time, right? But what if she fell.. Shuddering at the thought, the mare moved carefully through the trees, her body moving as slow as ever due to the weakness in her bones.
This was not a time for starving though. Winter was already settling into the world, and with each passing day, it grew colder, food more scarce. She sniffed curiously at some grass and then the leaves on a low hanging branch, before standing on her hind legs, and sniffed at the brown leaves. They were "crisp" and dry. Her nose wrinkled, but she ate some of them, standing on her hind legs and balancing as carefully as she could.
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 7:09 am
He was making his way through the forest watching the moment in the trees and bushes. He was not at all hungry more than content from the small rabbits he had brought down earlier. He wanted to hunt out of greed and bloodlust it was always calling to him and he was unable to refuse the urge. He was never satisfied always on the hunt for his next prey. He turned his attention to the trees again before noticing that there were twigs on a bush that had been recently broken. He looks down and then noticed tracks in the damp dirt and started to follow them.
He eventually could hear someone or something moving in the area ahead and silently as he could made his way over. What he observed was not what he expected to see a mare trying to find food.
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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2014 10:40 am
Feiruce sighed lightly and shifted some. She flicked her tail a bit, before lifting her nose some and taking in air, allowing the smells to fill her nose. Nothing. There was nothing in this area. The plant let out a loud scream of frustration, snapping it's jaws before settling with a small growl. The mare flicked her ear, before sighing. Come on... It could sleep. It needed to sleep. To die. Shaking her head some, she moved forward and searched quietly for anything. She lifted her head, sniffing some at the plants that were still growing. She nibbled some at the leafy greens, before lowering her head to sniff at the dead grass and broken tree limbs. She hated winter... So much.
Pacing slightly, she moved toward the sound of water, before pausing. Her ears perked up, and swiveled around, before she turned her head. Something was following her. She could feel it. She frowned, searching with her bright blue eyes. Where was it... Who was following her...
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 9:07 am
He was not one to express joy but having found..prey in this weather. e could not help but smile to himself before stepping out into the open. Of course with his bulk he towed over the mare but she looked small and dainty to him. Of course he thought all of her breed were fragile. He stared at her nodding slightly not the type of stallion with good manners to bow. He slowly started to circle her not saying a word seeing if she would run or try and face him.
Upon further inspection he noticed something odd in the mane of the mare. It seemed to be..moving? Well not so much moving but it seemed alive. His eyes were caught on it and he growled softly.
"It looks like you are a cursed mare" he keeps his eyes on her "I have been told stories of beings like you..Not that i would be afraid i am excited" his eyes gleam with blood lust.
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 1:53 pm
The mare didn't spot the large beast until he wandered out from the brush. She blinked, rearing her head back slightly and took a half step back when he first appeared, her ears snapped up. For a moment, she was merely startled. But as he started to circle her, she felt angered. She wasn't some pray to be snacked upon. She pinned her ears, her head moving to be held up high. Her muscles gave a slight quiver as she tried to keep her mind on what was going on. When he spoke, she frowned farther, her tail flicking to face downward, showing her defensive position.
"Hm... I'm not cursed! I was born this way!" She snapped, obviously irritated. She glared after him, her eyes dark. Feiurce was, just as her name sounded. Fierce.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 9:01 am
His eyes were full of blood lust he felt the urge to strike but withheld his instinct. He wanted to learn more of this strange mare before him. He could see her tensing up trying to look bolder and braver than she was. Though to him she looked like a timid sheep ready to be eaten. He watched her take a desenvise stance and smiled to himself watching her lower her tail.
"If you submit now i promise it wont hurt" He looks her over not showing ant emotions now waiting to find out her next move. "It wont hurt..bad" He kept his eyes on her observing watching her snap and stare back in return. "Looks like your a feisty one. Not that it would take me long to break that spirit of yours"
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:21 pm
Feiurce frowned, her ears pinning back. She flicked her small tail, before her eyebrows pulled together. What was he talking about? She puffed her chest out as best as she could, holding her head up high. Despite her tired nature, needing to feed her plant, she wasn't going to back down. Her daddy had taught her right. And she knew just what she would have to do. She huffed lightly, her muscles giving a small quiver, before she reared up and kicked her feet at him somewhat. She didn't aim to hit him, just try and get him to back off a bit. Instead, when she landed, she took a step back and flinched, her ears pinning once more.
"Good luck! I won't back down and I won't let you over take me without fighting." The mare snapped. After a moment, she huffed. And within a few seconds, the plant realized what was going on. It let out a loud cry, before snapping it's mouth lightly, as though trying to bite at the stallion to protect Feiurce.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2014 7:00 am
He was still admiring the guts this mare had. He liked someone that did not back down to him. Mare or stallion he always preferred a challenger not a weakling who tried to run. Reading her body he was able to side step at the moment when she tried to attack in defense. He watched her land seeing it was shaky he saw potential in this mare.
"You are a good sport never back down without trying.." he growls softly and passes by her again getting close enough to brush on her side. He eyes her and notices the plant on her side is fully awake now seeming to thrash and snap at him. "Do you have any control of that creature..?" he asks in ciriousty a dark plan developing in his mind. "I could help you..I could teach you things you would never dream of" he wants to reach out to her for some reason she is not just an average mare."You have a fighting spirit i could never let go to waste" killing her would not gain him anything but training her that would do everything. He was seeking only the strong not that he was any sort of leader.
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