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Post by kellee on May 24, 2006 21:02:30 GMT -5
[o]// This Will Be
My Awe changing Face..
Deep chocolate hues led the stag across the beach, dust flying behind him sending a cloud high into the sky. His white pale form was swift, he missed every obstacle and even lept over rocks. Where was the stag heading? Toward the water, of course!
He broke the waves around him, his daggers dug into the soggy sand beneath him. His head tossed as he went deeper, starting to loose his footing and swim. He loved the cold water as it flew over him, whickering happily he turned and swam back to the shoreline.
As his waterlogged daggers touched the dry sand, he suddenly felt a spark of life. He rose suddenly into the air and kicked at the sky, his heart bellowing out a call that screamed 'Hello world!'
Shaking his skull after returning to the ground, he snorted and walked to a patch of grass, ripping it up. His appearance was so much like a females, that should a male happen to look at him from the wrong angle they might mistake him for such. And boy, did he love that fact.
He tilted his skull slightly from the grass to stare at the sky happily, it was beautifully blue. He pawed at the ground boredly, this was going to be a long day..
..You're Never Gonna See
My Sad And Guilty Ways \\[o] |
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Post by grace on May 25, 2006 0:04:33 GMT -5
Light eyes showed the way inwards on the stallion. The bright orbs settled upon the rolling foam crests of water. The lull of the waves was as rhythmic as the heart beating within the deep cavity of his chest. His large boa arched downwards as his teeth tore at the green substance protruding from the ground. He ground the precious blades into a paste before sending them on their way to the acid depths of his stomach. Dark chestnut orbs settled upon a bulk of skin not far from him, a very excited fellow he did seem to be. A smile tugged at the corners of his maw as he watched. Dark flowing tail grooved a bath through the air behind him as he still watched, eyes wavered back over to the ocean. He wondered if the other stag would notice him there... [/center] |
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Post by kellee on May 25, 2006 0:14:03 GMT -5
[o]// This Will Be
My Awe changing Face..
Stopping his ways as the breeze brought him the smell of another stallion, he rose his skull. The air danced around his flags and sent them dancing as he looked at the other brute intently. He tossed his skull, his daggers digging into the soft mesh of ground as he neared the other bodice. He stopped himself only feet away, taking in the bodice of the other.
He was in awe, such a beautiful form stood before him. He pondered silently what the other's voice would sound like, surely it must match the beauty of what stood before him. He pawwed at the ground, tossing his head slightly as he whickered a light hello. His eyes continued to travel the other brute before turning to look into his eyes, he stared into their dept, still taken aback by the beauty of the brute.
Hello.. My name is Tranquillite Soleil, but in English I am called Tranquility Sun..
He spoke in a heavy Russian accent, his words coming out in a blur and seeming to mix. Only the trained Russian ear could truly understand him. His hues flickered over the male one last time before he spoke again.
May I inquire as to this males name?
He smiled brightly, awaiting a response. Still slightly taken aback by the beauty, a burning that would be a blush on humans sent chills down his spin as he shivered slightly, the wind whipping his hair crazily.
..You're Never Gonna See
My Sad And Guilty Ways \\[o] |
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Post by grace on May 25, 2006 0:27:34 GMT -5
Deep, suttle eyes took in the sight of another coming towards him with graceful movements. Such wonderful strides on a frail form. He was so cute that he felt he could just eat him up. He pawed at the sands with a heavy dagger. The grains churned underneath him. They seemed to run from the sharpness of his hooves. He turned his visionaries to those of the other stag. Upright harks took in the sweet russian lyrics of this peice of heaven on earth. I am Kartik. 'Tis a pleasure to make the acquaintence of such a fine male. He stated. Russian accent weighted down thickly in the air. And a fine specimen at that... He thought to himself with a flirtaceous growl that accidently slipped between his lips. A tingle shivered down his spine as he looked down upon Soliel and awaited his next reply. [/center] |
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Post by kellee on May 25, 2006 0:34:24 GMT -5
[o]// This Will Be
My Awe changing Face..
Tranquillite's hues light up in glee, he kicked the sand beneath him happily as his skull tossed in joy. His hues shimmered as the accent reached his hearers, his happiness was mimicked in the way he moved to step closer to the brute.
The pleasure is mine, such a lovely name for such a lovely one..
His hearers didn't miss the flirting ways of the other stag, and he decided to flirt back. His nose came close to Kartik's, almost touching as he whispered out.
Such a lovely, lovely one..
..You're Never Gonna See
My Sad And Guilty Ways \\[o] |
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Post by grace on May 25, 2006 0:45:26 GMT -5
Deep chocolate hues ate up the sight of the other stag with glee His way of expressing happiness reminded him of a human child who just got an ice cream cone. A smile crept upon his maw with the lyrics that slipped from the other brute. A slight breeze whisped past the pair standing there. The wind tugged at the hairs that once clung to the lining upon his neck. Harks tipped forth to catch the almost silent lyrics of the glorious male. Well my kind sir, I do thank you for that fine compliment. You to seem to have a matching name. The things you can find out simply through an introduction. Kartik said with a sly smile. The lid of his right eye slid down in the form of a wink before he dipped his maw to the ground and tore at the grass. [/center] |
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Post by cherry on May 25, 2006 10:01:07 GMT -5
[ooc; OMG HI KELLY. I MISSED YOU <3 welcome back to nse!]
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Post by kellee on May 25, 2006 15:46:10 GMT -5
(( Pink you insane blob x) < 333333333 PS - You spelled Kellee wrong ooo8 xP )) [o]// This Will Be
My Awe changing Face..
Tossing his skull and pouting slightly, Tranquillite earned himself a smirk 'pon his muzzle. The air seemed to slow about him as he took a step back, his face showing how much he hated doing such. Again his tossed his head, but now in embarrassment at the others words. His daggers dug into the ground excitedly.
Indeed.. the things we find. Tell me Kartik, your accent reminds me of my own.. are you Russian?
He had no idea what to talk about, so he decided casual was better than nothing. He smiled at the wink, shaking his skull and making a sound that sounded much like a giggle. One dagger played with the ground excitedly as he too lowered his skull to take some grass into his jaws and chew it into a green mush.
..You're Never Gonna See
My Sad And Guilty Ways \\[o] |
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Post by grace on May 25, 2006 18:17:56 GMT -5
His crown rose back up from the ground and he continued chewing on the mouthful of blades that were already inbetween his jaws. A smile spread across his maw as he asked about the origin of his accent.
Yes, I am originally from Russia.
He informed the other brute.
So, how did you come to rest at these lands?
Kartik asked him with great curiousity. His thick russian accent rested heavily on the wind. He swung his tail about on the breeze behin him. Occasionally the sharp strands came in contact with a nag or two. [/center] ((ew, bad.)) |
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Post by ashleigh04 on May 26, 2006 15:00:06 GMT -5
OOC: Hope you don't mind XP
The black arabian mare slid through the lands she had not set hoof in before. Waves gently lapped at her hooves, straining her neck down she took a sip. Throwing her head up in disgust she grimaced as the salt water swigged down her throat. disgusting she said inside. The accompany of two stags were close by. She needed company from anyone.
Trotting slowly down the sand, it every so often flicking up to her crown she met the two. They were in good conversation and she felt rude to interrupt. Instead she cantered up infront of them quietly, waiting for them to talk to her. After all she was a mare they were stallions, it was only polite. Smiling at them both she admired there handsome bodice's. A russian she thought as she looked at one. Her elderly friend was a russian, such a beautiful critter of a horse. And the other, now what words could be used to describe him?
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Post by kellee on May 27, 2006 2:55:25 GMT -5
(( Ill reply later when Im not so sick <333 ))
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Post by grace on May 27, 2006 13:19:15 GMT -5
((hm..lemme see what I can come up with, this may be horrible xD)) Orbs turned upon the newest form that was approaching the pair of stallions. Auds swivelled about frantically. He wanted to catch the words that may be spoken when he was able. Eyes scanned over the femmora whom just arrived.
My kind lady. Welcome. I am Kartik, may I ask what your name might be?
He spoke, his thick russian accent cutting through the silent air. His heavy heavy talon pawed with amazing delication towards the white-yellow sands that lay beneath the three equines. They were outnumbered, yet it was only by something that couldn't harm them unless sent up in a furious wind. His tail whipped out around behing him, cutting its own path through the still and silent air. Eyes changed views back to Soliel before looking down towards the ground. He waited. [/center] |
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Post by ashleigh04 on May 28, 2006 6:03:38 GMT -5
My dubbance is Munchie. Perhaps a silly name against such a one like yours she said sweetly. Something felt odd here, perhaps it was because she had never seen two stallions get on so well apart from Freedom Moon, her loved one. He would get on with anyone. Kartik's russian accent lay thick, she could not hardly make out what he was saying as to why she was a little late on replying. Nodding towards the other stallion she asked; And errr you are? Maybe he was a russian too? She'd have to wait till' he opened his mouth first.
Nuzzling at the grass she chewed some up though her eye focused on the two stags. It was peaceful here at this beach though she couldn't stay long. She was just touring if thats what you would call it. Going round most of the lands to meet new people and try and gain herd members. Perhaps these two were herdless? Fine stallions do you have a herd which you belong too? she asked them both.
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Post by grace on May 28, 2006 12:16:45 GMT -5
((I am going to wait for Mahou))
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Post by kellee on Jun 2, 2006 21:34:05 GMT -5
(( Sorry it took so long! T'wasnt at home X_o;; )) [o]// This Will Be
My Awe changing Face..
Inclining his skull to catch the stag's words before the mare arrived, he tossed his skull. A boat. I was herded from the wild and was being shipped.. somewhere. It crashed and I swam here.. He snorted sligthtly, ears flickering as his nares opened and took in the scent of a approaching female. His hues rose with his skull as he looked her way. His ears caught Katik's words, he decided to stay quiet for the moment. He was not good with mares, you see.
He caught her name, refusing the urge to ask how she came across such a.. interesting name. But, being polite, his kept his jaws tight. His ears flicked at her next words.
In my homelands, I would be called Tranquillite Soleil. But to you, I may be called Tranquility Sun. 'Tis a pleasure.
His head dipped, his accent strong but strained, obvious he was trying to make himself more clear. He rose his skull again, picking up her next words.
I cannot speak for said stag, but for myself, I am not.
His jaws clentched into a slight smile, before he tilted his skull to look at Kartik.
..You're Never Gonna See
My Sad And Guilty Ways \\[o] |
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