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 Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:10 pm
No posting unless invited! 3nodding  
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:24 pm
As the days past Dark had found himself slipping into his old reutens. Once the sky was black he flew out to take whatever caught his eye then in the days he slept. It wasn't growing old but he was growing bored with how everything went. He wanted a challenge something that would be truly difficult though he hadn't heard of anything complicated to take. The hardest thing that had been even briefly mentioned was taking the love of mares.
He stretched his wings out as far as they could go contemplating flight. It was always interesting in the sky but he met so many more on the ground so he settled his wings back into place. "Who's up first today?" He asked himself as he turned to make his way toward the river's rushing waters. Other soquili always seemed to gather there.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:30 pm
Standing in the sun, soaking up the delicious rays that fell on her back Lovey sighed in contentment. The sound of water bubbling and gurgling in the background only added to her happiness. It had been awhile since she had spoken to anybody.. Thinking of the couple stallions and mares she had run into in these lands and smiled lightly, softly,... happily. Sure a couple had come off as a bit slow or a bit strict or a bit too flighty.. but she probably seemed like a vapid wench.
Shaking out her mane, letting her neck extend out and arch in the sun, standing in a position that made the sun glare off her coat.. it would seem uncomfortable but a slow sigh rippled through her body and her head slide lower and lower.. letting her mane trail out on the ground, letting the heat filter into the purple blue streaks.. Filling it with it's glorious heat to savor for later...
What would today bring?
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:45 pm
As dark approached the river a white coat nearly blinded him. Blinking a bit to adjust to the reflective light he managed to make out the form of a small horse. His usual smirk crossed his face as he approached reasoning that it was either a small stallion or a mare and he didn't know any males with a mane like that.
Casually walking over he bent at the water and took a drink pretending as if he didn't see her. Keeping his eyes closed he let a small sound echo through his throat as if the water was the best thing he had ever known. He opened his eyes slowly gazing over at the olive eyed mare. He leapt backwards feigning surprise then chuckled giving his short spiky mane a toss. "Well well well, who do we have here?" He asked approaching once more with a sly smile. "Is she really out here alone?" It wasn't his usual method but it was definitely interesting for him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:55 pm
In her own world, enjoying the heat that so seldom had graced her through the cold months of winter Lovey didn't hear the stallion approach. Her guard was down and she felt no need to feel worried so the loud noise of his "sip" slipped through her mind and it wasn't until he actually spoke that she spooked and snapped to attention.
The forcefull tossing her her mane back to where it usually sat, large and curling make the sun ripple and gave Lovey a good look at the stallion. She had probably just slapped him in the nose with her hair, a bad habit learned as a filly when a back-biting friend had deserved a slap or to be disregarded... Snorting softly, her body tensing and standing, the insolent stallion was eying her like it was Halloween and she was a big-ole piece of candy. Swaying her hips around she turned to stare at him, bored with his cockiness. "Yes she is alone and "What you have here" is Lovey Dovey.." Softening her tone, figuring her might not have meant to come off as so rude she smiled at him calmly, "And you are?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 3:25 pm
He was a bit alarmed at her reaction. He rarely met a mare that was so mad and he was yet to meet one that hit him. He didn't like that one bit. He extended a single wing and slid it over his face to knock a single drop of blood away. Hair was not a normal means of attacking but it worked wonders and that drop of blood was the end of it. He had lost all interest in ever laying with her for a night.
"Dark." He said tempted to just walk off leaving her without another word. It made more sense to talk for a while if only to disguise his original intentions. "Dark Mousey, pleasure to meet you..." He folded his wing back into place and continued to study her with crimson eyes. "You should watch that mane of yours, it's dangerous."
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 3:31 pm
Eyes going huge, the size of saucers it seemed Lovey lunged forward towards the stallion. Running her words together, she had never hit or hurt another stallion.. her mane had only ever given a slap.. almost like a tap on the wrist to a naughty child, "OmgawshI'msosorry." Blinking back tears, shehated condescending stallions, but violence was repungent to her. Moving closer still she looked him over, "I don't see anymore blood.. but oh my.."
"Dark Mousey?" Distracted by his name for a moment, pawing the ground in worry... She was torn.. he had been cocky and earned a tap but blood? Drawing blood and hurting was like being sliced herself... "You frigtened me when you came so quietly and I wasn't paying attention.. I've never ever hurt someone with it before..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 5:50 pm
He almost felt bad for the angered feeling he felt, almost. Being sorry did not mean it had never happened though it did mean he would stick around for at least a little longer. If anything else happened like it again the skies were only a few flaps away. "It's more powerful then you'd think." He said wrinkling his nose a bit trying to return the more normal feeling. "Not that it matters but I wasn't really quiet. I made more noise then I normally do."
He chuckled a bit more at himself then anything. Of course he had made more noise. Normally he snuck around almost silent to snatch up the jewels that caught his eye rather like a magpie. Her flashed her his cocky smirk to show he wasn't so angry with her. Even without anger he wasn't planning on staying with her. Anything with hair that hurt without them knowing it was to be treated with caution.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 6:07 am
Blinking and moving back Lovey was much more calm. It didn't look like he had bled anywhere else so she could take a deep breathe now. Eyeing the offending threads of hair Lovey was a bit amused by them, "I've never thought of my mane as powerful.. it's just hair I mean." Giggling softly and shaking her mane at him playfully, completely unaware that he had originally been thinking of her as a bedmate, "I really am sorry... I've never hit anybody before and it's strange to think that I have. Hmm..."
Blinking at his cocky smile and frowning a bit, she didn't like the impudence in his smile but she had to feel sorry for him because she had hurt him, right? Oh dear... stallions were an unusual creature and she had really no experiance... Did Bliss and Grencia count? oh who knows... He probably shouldn't stay long, she'd probably injured his pride.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 6:45 am
Shaking his head he rolled his eyes. It was hard to believe that no one had ever been injured by that hair but he wasn't going to point that out. He didn't need her in hysterics over hurting people. "It doesn't matter. I've been hurt worse then this before so stop worrying." His eyes darkened considerably at this. He was an expert at running and the only times he had been caught had led to almost unbearable pain. One drop was nothing compared to a few pints.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 8:55 am
Rolling her eyes back at him playfully, Lovey gave up caring if he had been hurt. Since the stallion wasn't overly worried about the drop of blood -- well then she had no need to fuss over him. "You've been hurt worse? I'm glad I don't have people to fight with.... It'd get old to attack and be attacked I imagine." Chuckling softly and waving her tail back and forth softly, gazing up at the warm sun. "I'm glad the winter is over or at least almost over, are you not?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 8:24 am
His mind flickered to a golden eyed golden maned horse. The one he had fought for so long yet he couldn't remember a time when it had once been boring. "No...it doesn't get old. They find new ways to torment and torture you. It keeps things fresh." He looked up remembering he was talking to one who and never fought and a mare at that. He smiled and tilted his head slightly laughing softly. "That's all in the past now and it will stay there as soon as this snow melts."
He figured she didn't like the snow because it was cold but he had another reason entirely. The snow kept his tracks visible as well as making him stand out like a sore thumb at night. Yes once the snow was gone his job would be a lot easier.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 8:56 am
"Oh.. well we must just be very different." Moving closer to the purple haired stallion she gazed up at him with bright green curious eyes, "Torment and torture? I dont' think I could ever find pleasure in giving or recieving pain." Shaking her head softly she sighed and moved back a bit, she didn't want to invade his space. "As soon as the snow melts? Have you hurt someone and the snow would somehow lead them to you? Oh how dreadful.. of course, they could have earned to be hurt.. Oh dear.. I'm rambling terribly." She smiled a self-depricating half-smile and cheered up a bit, "I love the winter weather actually.. and I don't mind the cold..." She rambled on a bit more even if she didn't particularly care, "but it's the winds that cut me in two.. I don't have a herd to stay close to and keep warm with."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:54 pm
Dark stared at her listening intently as she spoke. Then it went on. And on...and...on. His eyes stared to lose focus as his mind began to wander. In no time at all he was in a field surrounded by the fairest beauties of all the land. He chuckled a bit inapropriatly as she spoke of being alone and it was only her silence that brought him from his day dream. He looked at her as if expecting more but when she was silent he decided it was a good time to take the conversation elsewhere.
"Talk of the weather and all, while nice, is boring." He said circling her purposefully flicking his tail up so it tapped the underside of her muzzle in his form of flirty retaliation. "Let's do something. Standing gets old."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 5:05 pm
Lovey giggled at his taps and tossed her head up in the air in a playful attempt to avoid his hits, "Ah ah.. what if your tail is as mean as my mane can be?" She grinned and pranced in place, she loved nothing more than to get out and move around. RUnning and jumping through and over things had become much more fun than standing and watching her mane grwo longer and longer. She winked and at him and did a half-turn, "What did you have in mind for fun, Mister Dark?"
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