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Post by taylor77 on Jul 29, 2008 18:13:31 GMT -5
Raising her leg like a hackeny horse, she dropped it causing a splash. Watching a slender blue fish dart passed her, a smile marked her velveteen lips. Beginning to chew on her tongue, Juliet had guessed Nami was a dark, and just lost her mind and came upon these lands. Snorting softly she turned to trot out.
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Post by Horse Addict on Jul 29, 2008 18:26:02 GMT -5
Trellavon stared at the golden fea. He clamped his maw shut, hoping it wouldn't drop open. Her beauty was indisputable. He set his locked gaze on the mare back to the grass.
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Post by taylor77 on Jul 29, 2008 18:30:30 GMT -5
Taking one last glance, shooting a flirty smile. Lowering her gaze and head to the ground, ripping up the vegatation. Looking up dark coulds were drifting in, not night but storm. It was like enternal darkness as they covered the sun. Perfect, a large storm.
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 8:59:40 GMT -5
Ciaran lifted his head, eyes scanning the fea not to far off. "Tasty." He muttered, tail whisking casually. Neautral? Yes, yes she was. He could actually be himself with this one. "Hello, Darling. How are you today?" [/font][/color]
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Post by taylor77 on Jul 30, 2008 9:07:43 GMT -5
Standing like royalty, chocolate orbs scanning him. He would be good as a warrior if he could prove himself worthy. Cream tail swaying, then jaws parting to release her calm vocals,"Whats your business here?". Completly ignoring him, giving her palomino head a toss. Yup, She was beauty. Most were.
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 9:11:05 GMT -5
"Just exploring." He stated, eyes watching her stance. "You must be the lead." Ciaran's head dipped in respect, eyes watching her through half-shaded vision. His stance was calm, tail whisking casually, hind hoof resting calmly on the earth.
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Post by taylor77 on Jul 30, 2008 9:16:48 GMT -5
"Yes, In fact I am." Juliet sighed, This stallion was handsome, But it didnt matter to her. Nipping at a fly that landed on her rump, Juliet's Song then looked back to Ciaran. Tossing he rhead once more, forelock then covering her view.
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 9:18:44 GMT -5
"I am honored to meet you." A smirk was beginning to crawl over his features. My, what a tasty mare. Beautiful, pure of blood. Perfect for his intentions.
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Post by taylor77 on Jul 30, 2008 9:26:23 GMT -5
"Why? Would you like a position here?" Juliet asked, watching his smirk carefully. Great, She had figured him out already. A flirt. Moving her gaze to Trellavon, wondering his presence. then moving her gaze to the darkening clouds, A storm was on its way. No surprise when a rain drop landed on her lions.
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 9:30:54 GMT -5
Nami had gotton bored of the Filly meadows, or whereever she had been. Back to the Neutral territory. "I have returned!" She stated proudly, head bobbing wildly. What utter excitment. Her eyes travled to the black stallion that stood near the fea. A pang of familority hit her, but she shook it off. She had seen far too many stallions to actually remember just one.
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Post by picceh on Jul 30, 2008 9:33:02 GMT -5
Unison claimed the steps of two, bringing their shadows as one in the heat of the day. Silence took the words from their lips and their gaze was set straight ahead. It was not elegance that ran through their veins and brought forth in their step but power. The muscles stretched into shorter steps and echoed of their every beat. Black as night-light as death, there was no word to describe how they appeared against their surroundings; so vivid against the green and friends with the entwining fingers of the shadows.
/Remember my words, my sons, and follow them well. You must serve for your mother-and redeem her. Be just. Be honest. Do not let revenge take grab of your heart-death of one who put this on the three of us will not bring her back-it will only justify your equal stance with his./
They closed to a halt by a lively stream and took a resting drink. Their thirst was vague but still they knew quite well that perhaps this was the last time in a while when water could occupy their gazes and quench their soon to come thirst. The first one bore a star, marking his black coat with a flicker of white. His stance was relaxed but his features ran tense across his handsome face-angered and sour with no other source to run to for comfort-his eyes were covered by his black forelock but these were the simple to acknowledge that he was the softy from the two.
"Aequitas-come on, tonight we can find rest," said the other to him as he stepped forth to the hock reaching creek.
The one with the star did not argue-for there was no point to battle and quite frankly, his brother did nothing wrong by suggesting. Justifying his actions, he took after in a plodded walk, gaze striking his reflection and pulling his face into a glare; he never liked his looks compared to his brother.
"Veritas," his voice was not pleading but rather a quirky comment, “Perhaps sooner than when the stars come out-five days have done curses to my legs."
There was an agreeing snort but no reply from the other-his muscles held stronger and more prominent in his features than the flesh of Aequitas. With a look tossed over his shoulder he only pulled a smirk, “Soon, brother, there is a herd not far off."
Of course, Aequitas believed him-after all, his brother only spoke of the truth and nothing more nor less. It was always right to follow him and not himself since he spat lies from let to right but only served one with justice-while his brother-well, his brother enjoyed killing anything five times and hitting one last time after a limb was lost. Just to make sure the thing was dead.
So rather, no one knew who they would rather be with-one who lies but gives them exactly what they deserve or someone who tells the truth-and beats them to hell for doing one thing wrong.
Soon, as Veritas promised, they came to a halt once spotting a herd where elegant mares and ego rich bachelors pranced about. Aequitas smirked taking a step forward, “Ah Veritas, this is home sweet home," but his brother only snorted, letting his sharp ears fly back
"You lying twit."
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 9:33:21 GMT -5
A smile crept onto Ciarans features, head bowing respectfully. He was having too much fun. "If you are willing to give me one, then yes. I shall." His head snapped back up as a new mare stated her presence. No, it couldn't be. Nami? He stood still, utterly shocked. Did she not recognize him? He didn't say a word, only watched the mare that held a striking resemblence to his daughter. [/color]
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Post by taylor77 on Jul 30, 2008 9:42:47 GMT -5
Orbs traveling to Nami, Rolling her orbs then to Aequitas and Veritas with a pleasant smile. Then the palomino paso fino looked back to Ciaran,"First I need to know your name.". Her golden hue bursted out from all darker pelted ones. Shifting towards the calming waterfall , harks perked to listen to Ciaran's answer.
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 9:42:54 GMT -5
Nami stopped the wild bobbing of her head to get a better look at the black Arab. Familier, yes. But it was almost like a part of her didn't want to remember him. Strange. Two stallions where perched not to far away. They too where oddly familier.
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Post by deadlyxperception on Jul 30, 2008 9:45:39 GMT -5
"Ciaran." He stated simply, hoping more than anything that it would spark some recognition from Nami. All of the sudden, he didn't care about this other mare. Nami, and only Nami mattered.
His eyes travled over her form. My, had she grown and changed. Many scars travled along her body. How beautiful she was. [/color]
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