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Post by flame on Mar 7, 2006 17:34:02 GMT -5
She was moving down the beach, sand kicking up behind her. Smiling as she thought of her life. She was born to the place that was unique. Little foals around around her as she was the smallest thing that you saw. She was taken from her mother and her sire. She looked around at the land that her loved her owned. She looked at the sea that was so deadly and yet calm and sweet. She sighed and kept moving down the beach, kicking up millions of grains of sand. She looked at the land, and stopped so the sun could hit her face.
She was standing in the spot that she not only met her love, but also met his half-sister. She reared and thrashed her hooves in the air, standing on her two back pillars and her her daggers keeping her in balance. She looked around and saw nothing but barren lands. Strange, no body was around. She came down slamming back to the earth and causing the virbrations to travel to the corners of the territory.
She opened her maw, but couldn't think of anything to say, or to call to anyone. She was in heat and wanted to create a foal with her love. She also wanted to see Flame's sister and her mother. Magic was such a sweet mare that she met for a few moments. She had yet to meet Feather though. She sighed and then watched the waves of the ocean crash against the shore. She felt the tide come up and the ice cold water touch her hooves and a little bit so it touched the pelt that was just a little above her daggers.
She thought of how much she was of a jinx, Flame was like her good-luck charm. He was always there for her and she would always be there for him. She wanted to be him for life, and she wanted to be him with a few foals. She then closed her opticals for a moment, only seeing black and thought of the wonderful foal, weather a colt or filly. She wanted to be in Sandy Shores forever and live her life with a mate and foals. A family.
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Post by Hazel on Mar 10, 2006 12:18:31 GMT -5
The sillohette of a stallion moved swiftly towards the grey mare, his coal black pillars thrashing through the sands that created his hierem. The gold sparkled acorss his eyes as he moved towards his love, his heart beating faster as he did so. He knew what his beloved wanted, and he was lying if he said he hadnt thought about it himself. He wanted his own foal, now he was mature. But his child wouldnt suffer as its father had. The foal would be proud and stonr, like Storm had never been. He would never have to worry about lead until Storm was gone, but not at such a young age as Flame was forced into. From the age of two, Flamed Storm had lived as an adult, and he had hated it. He wanted his father and mother to be with him, being an orphan was hard, but being lead and protecting otder mares on top of it? If it wasnt for his friends, Storm doubted he would still be around. Magic, Curse and Fall were his best friends, though his half sister Fall loved him in such a way Storm wasnt comfortable eith. But they had left, and now even Magic wasnt here. He missed her, the only other reminder oif his past that the poor stag had.
He missed his childhood too, he hated having so much responsability. But Dream helped his. His love brought out the colt in him, the playfullness and the joy of being a child, guilt free and happy. He whinnied to his love as he thought of her, and slowed as he approched her, nuzzling her maw fondly.
"What is it, m'love?"
He asked her sweetly, though he already knew what the answer would be. He though about the breeding. He knew that in his heart, he could never breed with those he didnt love. His father loved all his mares, but as friends, and wanted them to be happy. But Storm didnt care. If they wanted a foal, they had to find a stag of thier own, or even a new herd if they wanted all thier foals to be relatives. Storm would breed with only one mare, Broken Dreams......
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Post by wolf2 on Mar 10, 2006 19:31:33 GMT -5
A midnight shaded mare walked slowly across the sands of her brother's lands, and she wasn't sure she was wanted on them. Did her brother still tote the bond of their blood with her? Or did her foolish mind destroy it? Had she gave it all up for a ivory stallion, that wasn't here? A stallion that broke her heart, by leaving her in the darkness? It was Spring now, ans she was coming into season. Soon she would be five, in late spring to be exact. The spring air healed her heart a little, but what it healed was crushed by another thought...a foal. This was the time she was going to carry a foal for her love, well ex-love. She still had a feeling for Curse...but she knew the flame must be put out...for it would only cause her pain. Her hips were slowly begging to poke out...for she wasn't eating as she should.
Her muddy pools, that were once filled with a fire but know where filled with only a flicker or light, caught the sight of her brother and his love. Know she would know if she was wanted here or not...Her heart seemed to skip beats as it began to beat faster with her fear. A fear of being alone...forever. Although the fear inside her was great, she lifted her head up in a proud manner and walked with a stride. A stride she once walked as a young filly, when her life seemed to be perfect. As she neared the two her stride began to get choppy, and she wanted to kill herself for showing a hint of fear. She stopped a few feet away from them, her sides heaving from fear. In a low, whisper-like tone she spoke.
"Am I wanted home...or not wanted at all..."
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Post by flame on Mar 11, 2006 10:24:25 GMT -5
The wind was howling across the land like a wolf claiming something. The wind however wasn't claiming anything, but carrying, leaves, a song and a voice. She smiled as she heard the voice and looked around for the inky stallion that she fell in love with. She smiled as she saw him, and ran over and nuzzled him. Her heart was fast with excitment, Storm brought out the real her. Not the shy, quiet mare but the happy, filly that had never really been let out. She looked at him as he heard his question and sighed. She knew that he knew what she wanted. She knew that she was in heat, for her frangernce had released when Spring hit. She nuzzled him and said with vocals of an angel.
You already know...don't you.
She laughed a little at the end. She thought of a foal running around these shores and beging so happy and energetic, she wanted to give the life to a colt or filly that she NEVER had. She was always on the move and finally came here and knew what it was like to have a home. She loved it, and she loved Storm more then anything including herself.
So what do you say..
She then heard another voice. One of a mare though and she already knew who it was. Smiling as she looked at the inky shire. Magic was a sweet mare in Dream's eyes and she loved this mare already. Smiling and lowering her dial and then came up and nuzzled Magic. She was happy that she had come
I am Broken Dreams. It is SUCh a pleasure to meet you.
She looked at Storm to hear the answer of Magic's question, she then looked at Magic to hear her response. It seemed as though Dream was star strucked..
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Post by ponymad on Mar 11, 2006 11:39:11 GMT -5
Walking towards the group she reconised Storm and Magic but not th other. Nickering she sped up and joined the group. Giving Storm and Magic each a loving nuzzle on the neck she opened her mug to let her melodies escape.
Storm! Magic!It is so lovely to see you again. Oh hi I am Summers Sunset but just Summer.
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Post by Hazel on Mar 12, 2006 15:12:19 GMT -5
Storm nuzzled his beloved, but before he could speak he heard the soft lyrics of his half sister coming from behind him. He turned to see the familiar shire-like bodice of the black and white mare, so alike his uncle it brough back haunting memories, but so like her mother that she brought him peace. He turned and strode over, dipping his crown and nuzzling her fondly.
"Of corse you are wanted, i want nothing more than to have a family."
The comment was ment for all the mares, even Summers Sunset who he heard arrive, though she was of no relation to him. He loved his many sisters, and adored Broken Dream, and so together, Storm was as happy as ever he could be.
Turning his coal hued bodice from her equally dark frame, he nuzzled the palomino lightly.
"And Summer, welcome home."
He said simple, nuzzling her and nudging her crest. He considered her an auntie, even though she and his mother hated one another. But his father had liked her, and so Storm loved her also. He trotted back towards his love and stood beside her smiling.
"Magic, Summer, this is Broken Dream, my one and only love, and....if she accepts, the new lead to the Sandy shores!
He announced in a thunderous voice, his crest arced and his eyes shining, smiling down upon his beloved.
"And soon, we shall have a new foal upon the lands."
He said, in answer to her request.
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Post by flame on Mar 12, 2006 16:10:18 GMT -5
So many new faces, so many names to remember. She was waiting to hear her love's answer to weather or not he would grant her wish of a foal. She was so excited and anxious to hear his answer. Her orbs widened as she waited, as well as her auds. She looked around and saw another mare, she went by the name of Summer Sunset. She was a beautiful mare in the eyes of Dream. She smiled as she heard that Magic was welcomed to stay, it made her heart jump for joy. She had another friend now.
Welcome Back Magic and Summer Sunset..
She smiled as she nuzzled Magic, so happy that there was now two mares here besdies herself.She then nuzzled Summer and smiled. She then looked at Storm and gave him a loving nuzzle.
Lead? Me?
She would be lead, she would be second in command of these beautiful lands. She was scared to do that. With her love near her, she would do it..
M'love, I accept you offer of both the postion and a foal...
She had no doubt in her mind that she was making the right choice with this. She nuzzled Storm and smiled, she was to have a child to pass her lines to, and the great Amber and Spirit lines would be passed again as well....[/size]
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 12, 2006 17:54:52 GMT -5
His head was low. Perhaps from grazing. Perhaps from comfort. Perhaps from sorrow. Each steady knife was planted firmly in teh grass on the beach's rim. Not an aud was erect, both soldiers lazing in the field of mane as steady streams of heat entered and left his body through the tender nares. Amer eyes were partially closed, wincing as a six-legged landed upon it. It flew away and landed on a whither, getting a good shake and buzzed away to pester another.The sounds of the waves had been muting the speach of equine. slowly, his head rose and after a moment of peering through the light jungle for the figures, he recognized Magic. Smiling lightly, he moved his great anchors and moved onward. He spotted the suposed king as he neared, as well as whom he assumed to be the queen, and another mare. Magic was the only one he had met. He stopped at her side and ran his muzzle down her boa, resting his crown against her witheres for a moment. He was silent, and a gentle glow of sadness seemed to hang off his hide, clinging like a feirce burr. Perpendicular to the ex-queen, he turned his head to look at her brother. He nodded, sencing no danger to come, unless directed to him.
"Hello, Sir." He muttered. His voice was soft and distant. It was clear his mind was elsewhere. "I am Drift Wood. Magic invited me on the grounds before she lost her position. If you prefer my leave, I shall go." Both amber eyes watched him, half-open and dull. They had lost the brilliant shimmer of youth and a bright, strong will. |
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Post by wolf2 on Mar 16, 2006 11:19:00 GMT -5
Storm's love was happy to meet her? After she had been so foolish to follow Curse? Her heart lifted with this...but still she must know what her brother wished. She waited, beads of sweat began to appear, for she was very anxious. Lyrics of another mare floated in to her adus, one she had heard many times as a foal. Summer Sunset, The mother of her sister. Still she was too anxious to speak. As she heard the lyrics of her brother...she could stay. Her heart soared, she was wanted! Now she wasn't alone in the dark...she was with friends. Still her heart was heavy, her love had left her. She still had feelings for the ivory stallion...but now they were mixed feelings. Hate, love, unknowing, and panic-stricken. In time, though, she knew her heart would heal. She spoke in a happy tone...
"Thank you my brother..."
The midnight coated mare heard the beat of daggers in the distance. The sudden touch frightened her, but as she turned to see Driftwood her timid ways crashed and burned. The stallion seemed cheerless at the present time, she wondered what was wrong. She saw Driftwood as a great friend, one whom believed in her. She didn't want to ask Driftwood what was wrong..for she felt that would be rude of her. She simply nuzzled his face...hoping to heal the pain he had...just as he was healing her pain.
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Post by Hazel on Mar 17, 2006 10:56:38 GMT -5
He beamed down upon her, light penetrating the darkness of his eyes. He gave a jittery sort of half rear and flicked up his boa, a steady buzzing grew in his eyea, and he had to strain his scences to hear his sisters words. He gave a small nod and sent a smile drifting to where she stood, and thats where he realised another had joined the group. He arched his crest brightly. Somehow, the mysterious, quiet stag remined him of Catalyst, but where the chestnut brute went, Storm did not know. Kicking up his heels in a mock buck, the colt living once more within his soul, he parted his kissers to speak to the stranger.
"Do stay Drift Wood, the more the merrier! Besides, theres the matter of appointing the new beta stag, wouldnt want to miss out, would you?"
He grinned and winked, seeing how he stood beside Magic, like she was his protection from the strange horses. He smiled, gently this time, thinking how happy he would be if both he and Magic found love and foaled this year, and though Curse was gone, this new stag seemed to like her.
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Post by Lazyyyy Ponyy on Mar 18, 2006 2:31:31 GMT -5
Whickering she nudged Storm playfully on the chest and then stood back to let the two lovebirds have some space. Turning to Magic she nuzzled her kindly on the neck and then nodded towards the new stag Drift Wood.
Magic I heard about Curse from your mother. Are you alright? OCC|| No muse at all |
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Post by wolf2 on Mar 18, 2006 9:27:49 GMT -5
-Pony your post have to be at least 4 lines long.-
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Post by ponymad on Mar 18, 2006 13:37:58 GMT -5
OCC|| Opps soz Whickering she nudged Storm playfully on the chest and then stood back to let the two lovebirds have some space. Turning to Magic she nuzzled her kindly on the neck and then nodded towards the new stag Drift Wood.
Magic I heard about Curse from your mother. Are you alright?[b/]
Nickering to her she looked at the stag and then Magic. If that stag was gunna look after Magic then that was fine with her. |
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 18, 2006 14:38:39 GMT -5
Hopes seemed to rise at the words spoken from the equines. Ambers watched Storm respectfully as he dipped his skull.
"Thank you, Lord." Vocals sung softly, but rang out on his clear, deep bellows.
Imitating pools shut softly as he rubbed Magic's boa gently. He sighed softly, tipping his muzzle up to itch her behind the ear.
Still though, a strange sorrow perched on his heart like a tik, draining it of energy. Why, he wasn't sure. But something hung off his bones, chians binding him away from joy. The smile on his mug vanished, auds still limp. The velvets rose and rested by Magic's witheres, pools slitting to view the other equine.
"I'm sorry I couldn't have made this reintroduction more joyful." Once he apologized his skull fell away from Magic and he paced backwards from them, rump twitching as a fly landed, then vanished with the sudden earthquake. The boa dropepd his head, shook it feriously, then lifted teh crane slightly. "I shall part if you prefer." |
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Post by wolf2 on Mar 26, 2006 7:51:52 GMT -5
[.Magic would be five now right? Or six?.]
Her black coat was beginning to loose the ruffle of fluff from winter. Soon her hide would be slick and glossy, and she wouldn't look like a fluff ball running around the place. The spring air felt good to her, the season she had waited so long for...but as it came her reason vanished with the ivory stallion. There wouldn't be a foal from her blood lines this year. How she wanted a foal, but know she didn't have a mate...and no mate means no foal. With this passing season she would be five now...still young but not a filly any longer. She had gotten so worked up about the foal, she had forgotten she had plenty of life left for one...well by age.
She began to wonder...would the ivory stallion ever come back. At the present time she thinks she wouldn't give him the time of day...but what would happen at that moment. Would she be filled with rag? Confused? Happy? Sad? What would she be if he came back? Scared? Maybe scared was the most possible...would she ever find out? She shook the thoughts away by rubbing her head along her leg. The words of Driftwood came along into her ears.
"Driftwood, you may do as you please...but I don't mind your company..."
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