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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 27, 2009 17:11:54 GMT -5
She shook her dish, then lowered her tail. She shrugged "He probably won't give me pleasure anyway." She said to herself, then buckled her legs under her, and started to slowly go into slumber. Witch seemed like hours, Raven woke up, and it was nightfall over the terrian, she lifted herself up off the ground, then shook her black mane, then started to walk around the terrain. The only thing showing that she was there was her black coat shimmering in the moonlight.
Occ:No. I've always wanted to learn though.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 27, 2009 20:46:39 GMT -5
waiting for rush
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Post by RUSH on Jul 28, 2009 0:42:31 GMT -5
[& ooc: hai! ;D thank you by the way for waiting.]
It wasn't exactly that she was up to no good, because she fully respected how the curiosity nicked the cat into an unfortunate death. In other terms, she wasn't exactly the nosy type, but dangling in the same surroundings did appeal to her as boring. The fresh, the new, anything that caught her attention tugged at her to venture this or that way. Not only because the land was only recently taken over as someone else's property, but she was also a vagabond to these uncharted areas in her head. The enormous valley she took foot into was another fine example of it. Despite her subtle and somewhat shy nature, things like this didn't strike as fear naturally. The shy part about her was only pushed toward actual socializing with other equines, not so much shifting from territory to territory. Being a single vagabond as well wasn't all too bad, and even though she was shy there were other's she would occasionally have smaller chit chat with. She lifted her noggin as she approached what seemed to be a couple of others of her kind, which made her fall on a bit of precaution in her thoughts. No matter what land she moved across or whoever she stumbled into, she could never be so sure, so she was on guard, ready to speak or take flight if needed. Looking as it was only a duo, she was forming the idea that she would be already, plus, they looked pretty peaceful. She kept her head and neck level with her body, approaching in the obvious open so she wouldn't spook any of them. The dappled gray mare kept the set of ears on her head at ease, each flickering different directions occasionally to receive chirps and trills of the feathered creatures perched in the jaded trees beyond them. Halting a reasonable distance from them, she brought a single ear forward out of curiosity. "Hello," Was the first thing she said, lashing her tail against her hocks to swat at some pestering flies. "Sorry for barging in, but I take it either of you or the two of you are in charge of this area?" Was the second couple of words she managed to let out. There was a time before when she was with a bundle of other horse's, her family, but that all changed when she seeked something else. From there she had been wandering, curiously perking at where to settle next.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 28, 2009 7:32:37 GMT -5
Une fille différente Mystere lifted his huge head from the grass he was so peacefully nibbling on and spun on his haunches. With one huge stride, the giant was in front of the new comer. Skillfully, he hid his eyes with his sunkissed forelock whilst at the same time easily scrutinizing the mare for flaws. He heard her question and merely laughed. wasn't it obvious who the one in control was? His eyes narrowed at her and Mystere simply picked up a huge hoof and picked it up, then slammed it back into the ground with impressive force. when he backed up, a hoof print a few inches deep into the ground remained.
Psh. Of course, I am the ruler of this kingdom. Do you...how do you americans say....have a question? His french accent was thick and noticeable. Many mares were attracted to it, but thought he was too arrogant. Then again, Mystere wasn't planning on falling in love. Been there done that. However, there was a small piece of him that was still looking for just the right mare. But who was right? The darkest of darks? Or a light mare? Romeo and Juliet story all over again. Baby just say yes.
Once more, Mystere felt himself glance over towards Raven, his other mare. she was walking around. Her deep black coat shimmered, and he nodded his head. As long as she stayed out of trouble, he didn't care what she did. Mystere turned back to the other horse and snaked his head low to the ground as he whinnied loudly for Raven. Whenever newcomers approached his land, he preferred defense in numbers. He didn't know if his mare was planning on challenging him, or what.
He looked around, hoping the insolent mare would come. He was tired of her games and simply wanted normalcy returned. He picked up his head roughly and turned on his forehand a few steps so he had moved his face away from the new mare. RAVEN. He called, more loudly now, irritation setting it as always. He needed his herd, no matter how small, by him at this time.
C'est intéressant….
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 28, 2009 22:15:56 GMT -5
Raven pricked her ears forward, and heard her name being called. She whinnyed, and slightly reared then went into a canter, her muscles rippled under her coat, she then noticed why he was calling her, another mare enered the terrain, and by the looks of it she was looking for a herd. She snorted, then went into a slower gait, known as the trot, she pricke her ears forward and halted as she looked toward the two.
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Post by RUSH on Jul 28, 2009 22:33:51 GMT -5
The dappled mare shifted her weight onto her hind feet, balancing herself out a bit, and evening out where her hooves were placed after the taller stallion whirled her way and came to an abrupt halt not too far from her. It wasn't that she was afraid, she was only taking cautious procedures, she didn't know these horses. She had no idea who they were, where they came from, what they could do, the list was endless, all she knew was that she could at least be prepared for the situation. Expect the unexpected otherwise. When she noticed his forelock had brushed over his eyes, she even took the notion to curve her neck and turn her noggin to get a better look at him. Was he hiding himself or something? She found it odd, but perhaps his forelock had just grown out a bit. His gaze and his narrow of the eyes didn't affect her, she merely stood patiently and waited for his response. She wasn't the one to judge anyways, even if she was going to it didn't make this territory any the more her's.
Either way she wasn't so sure how she would bring herself to ask the question of joining, perhaps she just found it awkward, did she really want to stay here? Live here? At the moment, not exactly, but maybe she would just cruise with them for a bit, see what it was like and if she took a liking to it she would move somewhere else. The only problem was that her idea's probably wouldn't be too appealing to the stallion, so why bother? She wasn't looking for anyone to impress her of course, she just didn't want to go through the trouble. Pricking both ears toward him, she was about to speak, but he had begun bickering at the other mare to come on over. Her eyes shifted toward her, wondering why she was here, were the two together? Didn't act like it, so she assumed that to be a no. When she had joined into the conversation, she patiently resumed to talking, she wasn't rude. "Okay." She replied to his thingyy remarks, earnestly not taking them to heart, she had only just met the stallion. "Would it be alright if I stayed here a while?" She pricked at the question curiously, she disliked the idea of being controlled, she herself already was pretty responsible but she wasn't so much stubborn nor disrespectful. This didn't mean she wouldn't stick up for what she wanted, she wasn't weak.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 28, 2009 22:44:01 GMT -5
Une nouvelle fille
Mystere regarded the mare's shifting of her weight. So she was smart. Prepared. She scrutinized her silently. He noticed every twich of her muscle, every slight movement. Would it be alright if she stayed here. Hmm. He did need a bigger herd, not only for protection, but for his ego. Why NOT have a huge, populated herd. Sounded like just what he needed. He stretched out his neck and tossed his mane so that if covered a bit more of his neck. Wouldn't want to show just everything just yet. Some things are to remain a secret. He watched his other mare gallop and watch the two of the them. Okay....? he tried to make sense of the mare's question, but it didn't make sense to him. Stupid english language. He still wasn't quite fluent, and some things still confused himStay....here.... He murmered. Stay....hear? what was she hearing? Confusion turned into rage, as it always did and he stomped a foot powerfully, mostly to himself as he tried to figure out what the mare was asking him. Staying here? Finally it hit him, and humiliation set in. Ah. You are asking to live on my land. He clarified, to himself. His voice wasn't kind, but it had lost the icyness. You cannot live on my land without accepting to be in my herd. He said, his cryptic eyes scanning this new animal once more. Peut-être ce sera intéressant
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 28, 2009 22:55:55 GMT -5
Raven sighed, why was she called if the mare wanted to stay here? She didn't care if she did or not. As long as the mare stayed out of her way, and left her alone. Raven couldn't stand other mares that all they wanted to do was chat, and talk how much they wanted to be lead mare, that pissed her right off. Raven was different from other mares, she was known as a pure loner, even if she was in a herd. She grazed alone, drank alone, and stayed away from other memebers of the herd.
She knew probably one day, she would get out of this land and she would be glad she did, stick up mares, was the last thing she wanted to around. Raven pricked her ears in annoyance wanting to leave, she pawed the ground irratedly, then she her black dish. Then lowered her head to graze.
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Post by RUSH on Jul 28, 2009 23:05:27 GMT -5
Patiently, again, she stood in her same exact stance, not at all phased by where his eyes shifted or where he moved. Flickering an ear toward him, she blinked twice at what he did, mumbling and rephrasing what she had just said. It was then beginning to occur to her that perhaps his English wasn't as fluent as his obvious French. The mare had heard of accents, but she had never actually heard one in person, aside from the hard to hear gruntles of older, crabbier horses. "First thing first..." She begun, glancing only once to see what the other mare, Raven was her name supposively, was up to. ".. I'm Mayday." She brought up an introduction, if anything. Her gaze flickered to the stallion's, then to the mare, hoping they would reply with their own.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 28, 2009 23:11:13 GMT -5
Son nom ? Mystere was slightly confused, as always. He wondered why she wasn't scared of him. He also wondered why she was so nice, and confident at the same time. This mare certainly brought some interest. First things first, she had said. What the hell does that even mean? He wondered to himself. However, his stubborn personality prevented him from straight out asking her. Instead, he just waited. Then, he heard himself give him her name. her name? Surprise showed through his dark emotions for a split second, then he refused to give himself, so he simply stated his name. Mystere. It was french, but she would probably understand it. Any idiot could, so hopefully she was smarter than he assumed. Confiance
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 28, 2009 23:18:06 GMT -5
Raven looked toward her, "Raven." She said cooly. Then resumed grazing, then she shook her head cause of another type of blood sucker that seemed to like her taste of blood. She snorted, then looked toward Mystere. "My I leave now?" He asked him. She clearly getting irrated just standing there, she wanted to be there for a reason, not because of some other mare who was joining the herd.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Jul 31, 2009 21:30:52 GMT -5
Cette fille m'irrite Mystere shook his huge head sending small bits of dust flying everywhere. Her insolent tone was beginning to rub the giant stallion the wrong way. His extremely long forelock brush out of his eyes, and if you looked hard enough, you could almost see miniscule fires burning within his giant liquid eyes. His long lashes almost looked feminine until you looked closer and realized that it was simply what made him so beautiful to look at. The giant stallion turned to Raven, and stamped his foreleg with as much force as possible causing the ground to tremble under him, as if fearfully shaken to it's very core. He snarled at her, Do whatever you want, you obviously are of no use to meHe replied. If she couldn't stand by his side when he needed her to, she wasn't worth his precious time. Instead, he turned his attention back to this new intruder. Il est beau
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Post by RUSH on Aug 1, 2009 0:11:47 GMT -5
Mayday listened intently to the other's, watching them cautiously, on guard as usual. A single ear flicked foward once again once she caught his name, thinking it over, rolling her tongue in her mouth as if tasting it. Obviously, it was french, and so was his accent of course, so she wasn't very surprised. The dappled gray's gaze then snapped back to the other mare's when she spoke of her name as well. Mayday actually found her name to be pretty cool, but simple all the same, it fitted her. Shifting her stance, she relaxed, but only a little, she could still never be all too positively sure. "I suppose I'll stay, Mystere." The only problem was if she disliked staying here later on, but perhaps he would let her off the hook as easily as he just let the mare, Raven, do whatever she pleased just moments ago.
[ooc: not very good, sorry. D:]
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Aug 1, 2009 1:15:17 GMT -5
Raven sighed, she didn't need this, she trotted off, then after a few minutes went off into a canter. "I'm outta here, I don't need to live with that scum, and trash." She said, as she cantered out of the terrain. She needed a real stallion, one who treated her like royalty, and a true dark. Soon she was out of the terrain and on her own.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Aug 1, 2009 12:07:16 GMT -5
Ils sont des tous les identiques Scum? What the hell was that? He knew, however, what trash was. Before Raven was completely out of his sight, he charged at her with magnificent speed and power and lunged at her with him forelegs and teeth. After making at least a little damage, he returned back to Mayday. I guess not everyone is capeable enough to live here. Shame. He said, his french accent softer than usual. He flicked his hair back in his eyes, covering up his secrets. Well, now that you've decided to be more mature than my past mare...His voice trailed off. He snorted and shook his head and returned to grazing nonchalantly. Il vous effraye
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