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 Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 9:26 pm
PRP Between Swirly and Romanfoi for FireBrande and Atlas   Brande stared out at the ocean and smiled just a little bit, he was feeling quite pleased with himself. He had been able to escape from the beach he grew up at and then he moved a bit further south to a new beach. His father had finally healed up completely, and although very close with his father he had decided that it was time to make a home of his own. Now he could have stayed on that same beach and possibly been a creep and encroach on his mom and dad's space, but he had managed to keep control of his temper and fear to move through a forest. When it came down to it, he really was feeling quite proud of the move he had made and a grin split his face, when Atlas found him, and he knew that she would, he was really going to catch it.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 9:38 pm
Atlas steamed as she flew, mumbling allowed with curses spitting left and right, her eyes burning like the flames she now looked for along a new beach. When a passer-byer she'd chatted with mentioned a flaming stallion being on this other beach, Atlas had been so angry she couldn't see straight. Poor doll must have been quite startled when Atlas had blew up with obscenities and questions intermingled. She prepped in her mind, what she was going to say to him. After she was done beating his skull concave with a rock. With hawk like eyes, she skimmed the shore and tree line, looking for a glimpse of dancing flame, feeling her anger boil higher. How dare he? Some friend! Her temper was causing her elevation to move up and down sporadically, and she was prepared to sheer all her hair off if it caught in the face one more ti-- there! A spike of heat pierced her chest as she saw the orange and red flame. "ARRR!" she squealed and sunk to the ground with increasing speed--landing with a splatter of sand. "YOU!" she roared.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 9:38 pm
Brande heard the flapping of wings, obscenities, and rage-filled address that was directed towards him. He really did not have a clue what she was throwing such a fit about. He had travelled less than fifty miles south, and he had a feeling that with her having wings that would be an easy day flight for her. Having left word with his father that Atlas was likely to come looking for him, that meant that she should have known to head south. He blinked at her with a wide smile on his face, 'What's wrong with ye Attie-lass? What's wrong indeed?" He was the picture of innocence.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 9:40 pm
"Don't you call me Attie-lass." She jabbed her wing at his chest, her eyes screaming at him. She realized now, standing in front of him, that it wouldn't do to just start yelling. She huffed, her eyes narrowed. When she was sure he wasn't going to start with apologies, she just shook her head disgusted. "Its. been. WEEKS." she glared harder, using all of her control to fight the tears that tried to start pricking her eyes. "And you don't even tell me you left your beach. FOR ANOTHER BEACH." She kicked sand with her hind leg, and looked away from Brande, and paced. "And I hear from some random mare that she saw you making a nice little place for yourself. How great, that my best friend didn't bother to let me know 'Oh hey Attie-girl, I'm moving territory. Ya know how you wanted to do that ages ago and I said no? Ya well, I'm doing it alone now.'" She stared at him betrayed eyes, but had to look up and away to let the tears soak back up before they fell.
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