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Post by Myth :] on Jun 21, 2008 22:25:25 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
Khartoon Klassic snorted, he wasn't going to give the other creature the satisfaction of a fight. He tossed his head as he cantered off, concentrating on were he swore he saw Miley drop a few of those mint sticks. He could not help but ponder as to why his owner would want such a stallion in her stable, the calm ones were always rare and hard to find. He kept his eyes on the stud, ready to protect his friend from the beast.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 21, 2008 22:31:31 GMT -5
The Thoroughbred stallion charged at Khartoon.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 21, 2008 22:55:50 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
He was prepared to defend himself, no matter where he happened to be. He bared his teeth at the foolish young stallion, letting him now he was starting to invade his private space and the price he was going to pay would be great. He kicked out with his hind legs, preventing the bay creature to get any closer than he already was. Khartoon's ears were pinned, he was shocked he had to act this way but it was all he could do in defense.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 21, 2008 23:06:20 GMT -5
He squeeled and then started to head to White Rose again.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 22, 2008 0:28:36 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
The stallion let out a shrill whinny in protest. With that, he cantered up to White Rose, blocking off the other stallion's path to get any closer. She was his playmate, the one that he played tag with and his stall was right next to her stall. He wouldn't let this foolish young stallion hurt his friend.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 22, 2008 0:31:23 GMT -5
Rose pinned her ears at the Thoroughbred stallion.She had feelings for one stallion,and one stallion only, and that stud was Khartoon.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 22, 2008 0:35:50 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
The chocolate auburn Arabian gave the mischievious stallion a stern glare, he meant business and the Thoroughbred needed to be told where his place was. It was under him, and therefore meant Khartoon would be taking the roll as the dominant if he felt like it. The Arabian kept his harks pinned, his senses keen on every move the other horse made.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 22, 2008 0:46:46 GMT -5
The thoroughbred reared once more.He was getting very angry."Are you goin got fight or be a little chicken?!"He squeeled.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 22, 2008 13:14:03 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
Khartoon Klassic glanced over at White Rose, he knew she could fight for herself but he wasn't going to risk her safety. He pinned back his harks in annoyance at the restless stallion. Pardon me, but I'm not the one acting like a little colt here. He sneered at the raging Thoroughbred. He was not about to give in to him.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 22, 2008 13:20:52 GMT -5
He then reared hitting Rose in the neck.Rose squeeled and then trotted away.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 22, 2008 13:30:20 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
He kept his ears glued to the mare, yet he also warned himself never to let his guard down around this crazy beast. Back off. He gave another loathing sneer in the Thoroughbred's direction, kicking out with his hind legs and pawing at the ground with his right front hoof.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 22, 2008 13:54:01 GMT -5
The thoroughbred stallion squeeled getting hit in the neck by him.He squeeled and then cantered away and jumped back into his paddock.White Rose trotted to Khartoon and then nuzzled him.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 22, 2008 14:10:18 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
He couldn't help but laugh on the inside at the horse, at least he was out of his way. With that, he gave White Rose a playful nip as if to ask him if he wanted to play his favorite game, tag again.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jun 22, 2008 14:13:41 GMT -5
She did a playfull rear and then went into a fast canter.
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Post by Myth :] on Jun 22, 2008 14:56:05 GMT -5
KHARTOON KLASSIC.
He did a quick stop, turning his head in different directions before making his decision. He turned sharply to the left, now at a swift canter nickering to White Rose as if he was making fun of her for not being able to come and catch him.
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