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Post by ponymad on Jul 9, 2006 4:58:26 GMT -5
Dappled mares daggers glided over the ashen terrain. There where mares here, mare there and stallions following them everywhere. Funny that, the lipanzzer mare stood silently, waiting for someone to come. Not calling them towards her. Banner whiped at her side, trapping a fly in its wrath.
Snorting, she looked at the sky, wishing that she could fly. That was her dream to F L Y. Funny that, many mares dream was to find the perfect stag, but not her. Cheona was her name, it ment D O V E in native american. That was where she was from, she had been ridden by the indians, but they where all killed of by the cowboys.
The feather that marked her still lay in her mane, it could not be got out. Not by herself anyway. |
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Post by ponymad on Jul 12, 2006 12:14:07 GMT -5
OCC||Bump?
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Post by serrenity on Jul 12, 2006 19:16:05 GMT -5
Captian Jack Sparrow
Why is the rum always gone?
Dark stallioned looked out at the crashing waves from atop his position on the cliff. He gave a grunt and looked at the water again, it had been long since he had been in those waves but the swells were high and he wasn't about to go sailing it. It was time to pilage, plunder and other wise make chaos. He had never been here but he had to come aboard the lands due to the fact he was slowly sinking and had no where else to go being run out of his other lands. Maybe if he owned some, then they wouldn't be able to run him out but he had come at a bad time.. 'Oh Jack the chaos is here before you.' The stallion was crazy, and wanted half to jump off the cliff but realized it would endanger his own life and he loved his life more then the dirt which was around him. No one could toutch the dirt, it was his dirt.
Call him whatever you like, Jack was most definatly happy with himself.. all he needed was a lady to woe and have some fun with, maybe claim a land and call it his own. A smirk flittered onto Jack's maw as he looked across the cliff for any mares good enough for him. Jack, unfortunatly saw none and decided to settle for the dappled mare nearest to him. It was only recently he had given up his love for the sea to try and save his own life. He looked at her, his dark brown eyes were glowing with a craze. Maw parted and words flowed, "I'm Captian Jack Sparrow, savy?" |
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Post by ponymad on Jul 13, 2006 10:06:57 GMT -5
Snort was quickly emitted from her mug before her orbs lied on Captian Jack Sparrow. Her dappled grey bod was now not damp for the rain had stopped and the sun would soon be out. Pawing at the charred and ashen dirt, while orbs still starred at Jack. Raising her tiara proudly she opened her mug to let words out.
And I am Cheona, Jack.
Twin soliders flicked back and forth, orbs flew up to his, quickly seeing the craze in his eyes. Muscles tensed but still she stood quietly. Not flinching, but still it sent a shiver up her spine. She wanted to have some fun, to ave some fun with anyone. As long as she could have some fun. She wanted to let her soal soar amoung the cloads, to fly when the sun was setting. Whickering silently, she locked orbs with Jack, hoping to find something within. |
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Post by serrenity on Jul 13, 2006 17:40:56 GMT -5
[ooc]Jackness is moving out of this thread.
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Post by ponymad on Jul 15, 2006 11:41:08 GMT -5
OCC|| Um ok Cheona has left the building! lol
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