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Post by ponymad on Feb 2, 2007 17:51:44 GMT -5
The mare of ghostly grey grazed upon the lush gass, audits never stopped moving as she kept on the lookout for danger. Rasing her tiara she gazed around the feilds as she would be staying here for a while. The place was desolate apart from a lone shire mare. Snorting, she took another nibble of grass, before parting her lips to drink some of the cool refreshing water close by. This place was boring, there was no one around, hardly anything to look at and absolutly nothing to play with. Sighing she reared up towards the sky. She got a better veiw from up there but still did not see any other horse in the feilds. How boring was this.
The birds twittered but she just wished that she could silence them, for they where getting on her nerves. Rozzi was never much of a talking type, she talked with her body language and her eyes. Yet she still talked, but rarely. That's why she never really met anyone, for they all stayed away from her, and call her the body bitch and other stuff like that. But Rozzi thought of it as a talent not a hinderance.
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Post by lucifer on Feb 8, 2007 17:00:54 GMT -5
Bored...naw, she'd think that not, it was more of an unenthusiastic rut that she was digging around in. But hey, the fact that she was but wandering with no real intention never changed her physical output. She walked with a feminine sway, a plaster smirk, and let her silken alabaster locks wave away from her copper hide. Ah, but look ahead and her chocolate eyes followed an upward movement of another of her gender. Her velvet tipped auds pricked, then flopped and she strolled nonchalantly into the other's direction. Her maw cracking when she was a good few yards away, vocals emitting a thick and smooth tone, though not overly loud as to be obnoxious.
"The air up there's toxic, see what it's done to all of our brain-dead stallys, eh?"She smirked, as the female returned to the ground, well it was true was it not? Darn males spend too much time with their head in the clouds, it's killing away their braincells, mare's were the brains in the equine world, and best don't force her to prove her point[/color]
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Post by ponymad on Feb 11, 2007 17:12:49 GMT -5
x|x Rozzi x|x
Who says I'm in the mood?
Huh? And what right did this mare think that she had to come and talk to her? She maybe a mare but she had attitude. Snorting roughly, she nodded her head breifly towards the mares words. They were true. All stags are like that, to damn right they are. Your words speak truth, just like my god forsaken father. Pawing at the ground, she studied the mare. Bobbing her head, she carried on eating, even if this other mare was here. That didn't make any difference. She ws still bored. Lips parted once mor as one single word tumbled out. Rozzi |
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Post by lucifer on Feb 11, 2007 17:38:15 GMT -5
The only set boundaries of rules or regulations etched into the crisp mind of her own were those of the laws of nature, those that can't be meddled with by any means. And so right she had of speech since nature surely didn't give much care into the survival aspect of that. She let her expression fall into a warm, solid state, her orbs gleamed with inner fire, though she subdued the flames and set a cold gaze upon the grazing creature. Auds flicked to catch the words emitted from her maw. "God forsaken? I will twist that into a compliment" Her thick words were muddled with sarcasm and eerie seriousness. She gave a dip of her maw in something of an unstable respect. As the fae's name parted her lips she simply offered a smirk."Wandering alone are we Rozzi? Not much excitement to curse us yet."[/color] Her head tilted, yes, so there were a few fights over land among those stallions, but look at all of these wandering mares, you'd think the other leaders would be drooling over tripped feet for them. "Astrum"[/color] Wrapped her tongue around her name and flicked it lightly into the air. [/font][/color]
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