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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 15:01:00 GMT -5
Crunch.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Hault.
Auds flcikered like crazed dancers, eyes rolling to show the whites. Soft nicker shattered the silence that followed her pace. A bid twittered and took flight, landing on a branch farther off. It's head tipped, unblinking eye watching the roan and grey fem untrustingly. Soft shake of the skull flicked the dreads lightly, then she froze. Eyes wide, auds pricked. Her chest swelled and shrunk in sudden fear. No sound, nothing. Just fear.
Like a crack of a bull whip, she flew into the air, screaming loudly. Birds took off, and a squirrel hid in a tree. Tumbling like a boulder, she mauled the fallen leaaves of the ground. A spray of waves flew up as a hiss sounded under her screams and thunder. A large brown and olive whip flew from the ground, thrashing its fangs.
The mare cried in pain as they sunk into her velvets, but she stepped upon it and felt he pressure leave. Blood trickling into her nares as she stomped the struggling serpant. Soon, it died as she stood over it, looking at the crimson smears on her stilts and leaves. With a whimper, she paced over it and hunkered under a gnarled tree, sheltering her fading body from the night's cold grasp.
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 15:08:18 GMT -5
Pounding daggers could be heard as the tri-coloured stag sped through the fgorest. He was covered in small cuts and grazes but he did not care, they were only minor anyway. His pistons ached from carring him for so long at such a speed. Slowing to a walk he noticed the mare under the gnarled tree. Flatening his twin soliders alittle, he made his way towards the fea. Orbs stared at her, mug did not open to letr melodies out. Pawing the earth with he feathered dagger he waited for the mare to do something.
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 15:17:38 GMT -5
Weary skull rose, crazed black pools watching him nervusly. She ncikered fearfully, pressing herself aginst the tree as fearful sounds emited from her blood-crusted mug.
Her weight rose on shaking stilts as she leaped away from him, hiding behind the tree. Auds lay flat, then she peered about to watch him, then rose sharply. The boa twisted to almost a painful angle as she eyed him. Daggers danced fearfully, pracning in place as she prepared to bolt, quaking in crazed fear.
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 15:24:23 GMT -5
Twin soldiers pricked forewards slightly, he was not wanting to hurt this fea. Nickering gently she pawed at the ground once more and then lowered his head quickly. Raising his skull he took a step forewards.
Hush Hush. I am not wanting to hurt you.
Taking another step forewards he lowered his skull once more towards the mare keeping it lowered he waited for a responce.
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 15:32:29 GMT -5
His words and movements made her buckle and bolt, hiding behind her tree. SHe shook violently, despete him not wishing to harm her. A meek squeal left her muzzle as she poked a bloodied stilt, and crimosn soaked muzzle. Once mroe, she watched him.
Slowly, the fear drifted away as she paced a step foreward. Still, her body was tence adn quivered slightly. No vocals left her muzzle, her her skull rose and fell lightly, then her lips rose to scent him untrustingly.
She had nothing to say, but felt the need to say something. Nothing but a dry snort left her.
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 15:41:40 GMT -5
Feeling that he had intruded on the mares space when she bolted, she took two steps back. Raising his head he flicked his banner at the buzzing flies. Sighing he opened his mug to let melodies.
Miss I am Kanao. Who may you be?
Mug shut again as his melodies ended but still they went on in his head. Thinking, always thinking was he. Bringing his attention back to the fea again he nickered gently to her.
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 15:47:06 GMT -5
Kanao.
Auds studied his words carefully, pools studied his appearance.
"Cokaine Addict." She murmered. His vocals were sharp, but held a strong, haunting note.
As fear crept farther from her, she paced foreward.
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 15:52:31 GMT -5
Nodding he nickered again, stepping forewards he nickered once more then shut up. Looking at Cokaine Addict he finally saw what she looked like. Seeing the gouge on her body he stepped forewards once more.
Lovely.....
He was tired but only a bit. He had been travelling all day to get away from the Sandy Shores. Where he had fought two stags. One ebony and one ivory.
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 16:04:50 GMT -5
Her whipcord swung lightly, stretching her boa to examin eher carefully. Balck pools rolled foreward, nares opening wide as she nickered quietly.
"Thank you."
Her blood-soaked muzzle tapped his.
"Why are you tired."
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 16:09:29 GMT -5
Sighing he nuzzled her kindly and gently on her mug before opening his own to let melodies escape.
I have been travelling all day to get away from the Sandy Shores. Theres just something about it that I don't like. Thats all. What about you?
Nickering he sighed again gently and remembered seeing his daughters body infont of him.....
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 16:11:28 GMT -5
Crown moved with a soft nod.
"There was a snake." Boa turned her pools to gaze at the mangled body in the leaves. She shivered lightly and looked at a small bite on her leg.
(Ack. Writers block.)
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 16:19:41 GMT -5
Nodding he sniffed at Addict's piston, the one with the snake bite of corse. Licking it gently he sniffed it agin. Eying it with care he raised his skull once more. It didn't seem to be bad and it was clean know. Nuzzling her on her shoulder he took in her musky scent. Shaking his skull he sent tassels flying everywere.
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Post by Crow'sia on Mar 18, 2006 16:56:11 GMT -5
OOC; Fwar, crazy snake killing horsies. ^^
Watch your posts lengths though guys, in IE they are four lines just. (Yeah, browser differences.)
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 17:00:03 GMT -5
lol ^_^ kk Crow
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 22, 2006 20:48:25 GMT -5
The fem watched him, stepped back fearfully. She hadn't expected him to touch her leg at all. With a wild buck she cantered to the other side of the tree before poking her head back into view. Nares were wide, pools rolling into a fearful glar as soldiers dropped to fight. Snorting, she kicking the earth, unsure what to do. Flee, or relax. Knowing how rude and strange it would be to bolt, she stayed where she was, unsure and crazed. Whipcord thrashed violently, flints pounding the hard earth. Tence muscles shook under strain and confusion. Her boa snapped out to get a closer look at the one who dare scent her leg. Like a cobra ready to strick, her banner rose slowly, then thrashed, as did her boa.
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