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Post by RUSH on Aug 1, 2009 19:59:30 GMT -5
[ooc: reposting from another thread.]
Scum? Trash? The mare wasn't exactly sure if she was talking of her or the stallion, Mystere, but she wouldn't take it to heart. Mayday wondered what Raven was in such a hurry for, but she dismissed her thoughts by the time the taller stallion had returned only a few feet from her. "Apparently..." She agreed lightly, she wasn't all too interested in discussing Raven's stay, if she had somewhere to go, then let her go to it if that was what she really desired. A single ear pricked toward him, curious to know what his trail of words meant, or what the heck he was suggesting at, because she had no idea. Wonder if he has any others in his herd.. and if not, why.. She didn't bother to question him, she simply lowered her head and begun to tug at small tuffs of jaded grass on the ground around her.
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Post by ::Sam:: on Aug 1, 2009 20:30:38 GMT -5
OOC: does the french bother you? i can put translations in if you would like Je ne serai pas dans l'amour de nouveau Apparently...he wasn't sure what that meant. He furrowed his brow in confusion, but didn't let it affect him. This mare was already beginning to bore him, as they all eventually did. So instead of engaging her in another conversation that she obviously wouldn't contribute to, he simply nodded his head as if he understood what the he/l she was talking about. He lowered his aching neck to the sweet jades and opened his sore mouth to accept the sweet jades into his mouth. His yellowing ivories chomp peacefully on the grass, but he isn't all too hungry. For food that is. However, he was wondering what was this mare's story. He shook his head wildly, sending his heavy mane to the opposite side, the left. His tangley forelock draped into his eyes, almost blocking his face. This action may be contrued as self-absorbed...and maybe it was. But, then again, maybe it wasn't. He decided to prode her with more questions. Why did you approach me? He asked, his voice still and easy. His lyrics flowed out, as if he wasn't thinking before he spoke. That may have been true...
[/blockquote][/center] Mais vous ne pouvez pas contrĂ´ler tous
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