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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 7:45:45 GMT -5
Il était prévisible Mistere knew what was coming before the mare even spoke. Of course, she would go into a sob story about how her life sucked. How no one was there for her. Mistere simply shook his head and smiled. How mistaken this mare was. She clearly thought she meant something to the stud, which in reality, was a clear false. The gorgeous mustang merely nodded absently in reference to her story which held little interest to him. Why should he pay mind to other people's stories when no one asks about his? He snorted and shook his forelock into his eyes, covering up the trace of...regret? Sadness? More like a mystery. Je vous déteste
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 11:58:57 GMT -5
She looked at him, "What about you, what made you dark?" She asked him. She lowered her head and started to graze, her ears pricked froward, she then raised her head to see him he would tell his story.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 15:10:39 GMT -5
Je me suis arrêté où j'étais What? The stunning animal stopped in his tracks. His coal black eyes scanned the mare for traces of fear, btu found none. She was asking him abot his past? He refused to open up to this...animal. Who moments ago, was fighting him. And what/ Now they were friends? What made him dark? How his secret would never be revealed! Rage filled his emotions, when in reality he was just confused. He hissed out through his teeth, Only the true dark horses are dark from the start. Nothing can ever tame their wild spirit, and nothing ever began it. He pinned his ears back and looked away from the mare, irritated that she actually got to him. A bit riled, he shook his mane back and shuddered at the thought of ever becoming...friends...with another equine. To regain control over the situation, he pushed the other mare over, and began eating where she was eating. [/sup] J'ai une histoire de embrouillement
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 15:16:54 GMT -5
She squeeled aggitaded by the stallion, part of her wanted to fight him but the other part stoped her, she was injured enough for one day, moving a few steps away she went to another grazing spot. Her tail flicked at the blood suckers, that seem to be focused on her. After grabbing a couple of mouth fulls she rose her black dish and munched on the grass, that was still wet from this morning's dew, she turned her head making sure the stallion wasn't close to her. She snorte the trotted a few steps away, then resumed grazing.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 15:34:15 GMT -5
C'est MA maison He heard the mare's scream and alerted himself. He threw his head up and readied himself for an attack, but when she moved away, was confused once more. He didn't udnerstand this mare at all! Hatred filled his opticals, but at the same time a enw emotion. But what was it? He couldn't understand it at all, and that infuriated him. So, he did what he always did whenever he got confused, or angry. He ran. He took off like a bullet and ran as fast as he possibly could, tail streaming behind him, eyes closed. He used his other senses to navigate, and jumped anything that got in his way. He must have galloped steadily for a few miles before slowing up at a creek and lowering his muzzle to quench his burning thirst [/sup] Même le meilleur devient aliéné
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 15:40:56 GMT -5
Raven watched the stallion take up, she gave a confused look. "What was that about?" She said to herself, Raven watched until the running stallion was out of sight, she lowered her head to resume grazing, she wondered why he ran off, it was a difficult question that needed an answer. But being stubborn as usual Raven refused to ask.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 15:47:45 GMT -5
Vous ne pouvez pas me voir Out of sight, he finally relaxed and let his brain wander. But once again, his mental pictures drew out the mare. He was so angry with her, it was crazy. He pulled his head up from the water, feeling his muscles contract. Ugh. Cramps. He shook his neck and stretched out. Finally, relief flooded him. He waded his way into the water, and then rolled. He desperately tried to rid the mare of his mind, but couldn't! What was wrong with him? He picked up his head and bodice, then bolted out of the water, and galloped another few miles. His breathing was labored, and harsh, but he kept prevailing. [/sup] Quel est le problème avec moi ?
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 15:51:56 GMT -5
Raven heard the sound of thundering hooves, she pricked her ears forward she knew it was the brute. She shook her dish, "I must be out of my mind." She said to herself, then went into a swift canter after the stallion, she then came upon the water source that the stallion came upon. She whinnyed loudly, lifting her tail slightly as she called, seeing if he was still around.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 15:54:57 GMT -5
La chienne, partent seulement de moi ! He heard a very faint call for him in the distance. However, he ignored his senses and galloped even farther away. Finally, he came to a half. Dripping with sweat and dirt, and water from the river, he stood, heaving heavy breaths in and out. Finally, after a few minutes, his breathing was back to normal, and his nostrils stopped flaring. He decided that the mare confused him. She believed that she meant something to him. She believed that she was in his mind at all times. Which she was. except for a different reason that of what she thought. However, when she raised her tail, he smelled her and naturally, his tool dropped. He felt it slip out of his sheath and cursed his male testosterone for it.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 16:08:17 GMT -5
She watch the swirling mist, then lowered her tail, Raven pawed the ground then entered the cool water touch her body. Then she started to trot back to the grazing area, her nares flared, as she started to go into a canter, she didn't even know why she went after him in the first place.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 16:11:19 GMT -5
Détendez Mystere slowly took a breath, and easily relaxed. He trotted back to his terra, and saw the mare, but this time it didn't bother him. she was simply another equine now. All of his attraction for her had faded into oblivion. He shook his heavy mane and regained his kingdom once more. He trotted to a large overlook of the entire terrace and snorted loudly. [/sup] Tout est correct
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 16:13:27 GMT -5
Raven snorted then lifted her tail again as if she was teasing the stallion, a evil smile formed on her muzzle, then she resumed grazing. Then she lowered her tail again, it was a like game of cat and mouse. She lifted her head, then trotted into the forest, grazing in the quiet peace, where she would be able to hear if the stallion was falling for her plan.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 16:48:09 GMT -5
Je suis plus intelligent que vous êtes Of course he knew better. Instead, he ignored the mare and watched the horizon set. what a magnificent sight. Bored with his sick little love game, he wondered when another equine would appear....He shook his forelock once more and swung his head around to itch a spot on his gaskin. He snorted and stomped his left foreleg. Mystere brought his nose up to smell the mare's heat scent one more time. A sweet aroma, that was for sure, but Mystere had much more self control. However, his tool did drop. He was a guy, it was natural. However, he kept himeslf rooted to his spot on the overlook. [/sup] J'ai la commande
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 16:59:02 GMT -5
She lifted her tail higher, more scent filled the air, Raven whinnied loudly as if she was flirting with the stallion, she then let all of her heat scent leaked out. She lowered her head to resume grazing, knowing that he would have to come sooner or later.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 17:05:21 GMT -5
OOC: do you speak french? Je n'aime pas jouer Mystere, incredibly bored with this mare's futile attempts to win him over, trotted away from the scent that so called him near. His incredible self control was impressive and he knew it. He pranced away from her, to the other side of the terra and began grazing. However, her scent was one of many smells, and he felt the need to gallop over to her and mount her roughly. she hoped he knew that one day when he did breed with her, he would forcebreed her. He didn't believe in breeding being a happy occurance. For the mare, anyways. However, if she were a true dark, she would enjoy it. [/sup] Se sent bien…
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