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Post by Heiress on Apr 20, 2008 20:02:40 GMT -5
The young stallion was a golden buckskin stallion, with dark blue legs. On his shoulder there was a zigzag lighting bolt markings the color of the his new terras ocean water. He had a blue star on his head, also he had a curved line under his eye the same color as his lighting blot.
He was a gentle and sweet stallion, but he could also be mean and snap at any given point if he sees something wrong. He hated to be in a small herd with his sire and dame, so he left to go find his own. He isn’t sure how he got here but he did. The young stallion hopes to be the most powerful and have the largest herd in all of Platino. |
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Post by ogrins on Sept 17, 2008 15:50:55 GMT -5
the black femme landed on the water softly, folowing the tides path back to the shore line. her black hooves entered the cool liquid, and soon she sank into it, swimming the rest of the way back to shore. climbing out of the water, she shook her mane and tail out, then folded her rather large bat-like wings and looked around. she now stood the bright beach, with the sun shining and her black locks drying surprisingly fast. what a fine day indeed.
Picaroon shook once again as was her custom. her dark eyes searched the beach once again to find... what was this? a light buckskin stag wandered along the beach a little distance away from where she stood. he had dark blue legs from his knee down and a curious blue zig-zag on his shoulder. a blue curve under his eye completed his markings, and he ambled along content for the moment. Picaroon smiled. he looks like a fine stallion. i wonder what his name is.
"You there." Picaroon called out, assumiong he was the claimer of these lands. Her surprisingly lower tones rang over the beach, and then were carried away by the waves or the sea. "You own these lands? Or do you belong to a herd?"
Picaroon watched the stallion calmly, relaxed. The atmosphere aroudn her could not have been more settled than it was at that moment between her, him and the sea.
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Post by Heiress on Sept 17, 2008 19:46:14 GMT -5
He seen the mare moving her graceful body in the clear water. he seen her dry off and took long steps towards the mare. A fine mare she was. He moved his golden body with grace closer to the mare as she spoke to him. He stoped his hooves digging into the soft sand below him.
" Of course im the owner of this place. May i ask what a mare like yourself is doing here?"
He spoke with soft lyrics, curious of why the dark mare was doing here. He looked around his land, thinking of how lucky he was to be here, adn now to have some company in the land where he hasnt ween horses for days. The stallion stood in front of the mare waiting for a reply.
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Post by ogrins on Sept 17, 2008 19:53:43 GMT -5
" Of course im the owner of this place. May i ask what a mare like yourself is doing here?"
Picaroon listened to the stallion with growing interest. He confirmed her suspisions, he did own this harmoneous place. And then the second question rang out, echoing with sweet rythem through the air. what was she doing here?
"I just happen to be looking for a herd."
Picaroon cooed, imitating some of the birds she could fly with if she chose to. She stepped closer to the stallion so that they could lower their voices and hear each other more easily. She now stood within good talking distance of the king. And there she waited for a response.
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Post by Heiress on Sept 17, 2008 20:00:29 GMT -5
He listened to the mare as she answerd his question. So she was looking fro a herd, well he was looking for herd members. He needed a herd, or he may lose the peaceful piece of land.
"that so, well i just happned to be looking fro herd members. would you be interested in joing?
he wiated for the mares rply. Hopeing she would say yes. Knowing he needed to start some progress with getting a a herd together. To tell teh truth it wasnt as easy as it looked.
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Post by ogrins on Sept 17, 2008 20:13:52 GMT -5
"that so, well i just happned to be looking fro herd members. would you be interested in joing?"
Picaroon couldn't wait to say yes. For some time now she had been flying solo, and it hadn't been her most enjoyable times. Her soft, low vocals sounded with excitement and energy at the thrill of a new adventure.
"Why, I'd be delighted! What may I call you, king?"
Picaroon inquired her thought out loud. Perhaps she would help the herd grow in size after true introductions were made. but, seeing no other horses here, im i the first? Picaroon paused in thought, waiting for the leads response.
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Post by Heiress on Sept 18, 2008 11:04:43 GMT -5
He praced in place as the mare decide to join his growing herd.Her question entered his head. He totaly forgot names, how rude and unleader like to do that. As she called him a kind he licked that, but even if he was the leader of this land he was no better then any other horse.
"Great! My name is Banshee, what about yourself"
Now the stallion had a herd member, it was a great start to the life of this land.
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Post by ogrins on Sept 18, 2008 21:36:09 GMT -5
"Great! My name is Banshee, what about yourself"
Picaroon smiled and answered Banshee's question imediately. Her name was special to her and, though it might not have a clear meaning, it was significant.
"I am called Picaroon."
Picaroon halted the flow of her words, almost wanting to say more, and yet holding back. She didn't want to bore Banshee with details about her past if he wished not to hear of it. If he was interested, he would ask.
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Post by Heiress on Sept 19, 2008 12:55:03 GMT -5
" well then Picaroon would you like to come with me, and i'll show you your new home"
He asked Her. He started walking away, his grey hooves sinking into teh white sand with every graceful pace he took. Soon the grey sandy hooves of his where hidden in a lush forest of green grass. He stoped for a moment to make sure Picaroon was fallowing him. He wanted to show her his peice of land, how great it was, and how great it will be with a herd feeding off it.
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Post by ogrins on Sept 19, 2008 21:27:30 GMT -5
" well then Picaroon would you like to come with me, and i'll show you your new home"
Banshee started to head toward the lush greenery of Picaroon's new terratory. what a beautiful place to be apart of now... Picaroons gray body, coupled with her green arrows, moved to follow Banshees movements. She was ready to see what await her in this new land.
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Post by Heiress on Sept 19, 2008 23:49:50 GMT -5
He wonderd recklessly thoughout the peacefal land. He kept walking as the new mare fallowed him. He lead her to the fresh water pond and waterfal. It was small and peaceful and the only place in teh terra to get clean, unsalted water. He diped his muzzle into the cold gently flowing water. He took a long drink before lifting his head up to look at his herd mate.
Do you minc sharing some of you history with me Picaroon?
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Post by ogrins on Sept 20, 2008 23:35:46 GMT -5
Banshee led the dark mare through the beautiful palm trees and lush scenery to a small stream, in which they followed up to a pond and waterfall. What an awesome place. Picaroon mentally comitted this site to memory, making it almost like a homing beacon if she ever were to find herself lost in unterritorial lands.
Do you minc sharing some of you history with me Picaroon?
Picaroon smiled and nodded as Banshee asked her the simple question.
"Why, its no secret at all. I was born here, in the wild, and tamed by none. Pirates captured my orgins, and now I am free to enjoy the world."
Picaroon smiled. It had been at least a year and a half scince the fatal day of the generosity of pirates was revealed. and instead of feeling regret for her mother, Picaroon felt joy. She didn't sacrifice her lfie for me to live in regret for her choice.
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Post by Heiress on Sept 22, 2008 14:28:03 GMT -5
The buckskin stag listed to teh mare. standind in teh shade of a tall palm tree. A gental ocean breeze picked up the beautifal shardes of the stallions mane. Shades of blue and black danced witht he wind.
Well my history is about the samie, always have been wild. Dont want anything to do with the humans. I was rised as the Leads first born, i could have stayed to ruled my home heard but decide it would be better if I was able to build up my own.
He was happy he was able to go and try to build up his own herd. It would really be his, instead of inherating one. He wanted to find and choose the members, protect it and care for his own herd.
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Post by ogrins on Sept 22, 2008 14:36:01 GMT -5
Picaroon smiled. Banshee and I aren't that different. Perhaps he felt trapped by his position too.
Halting in the soft, warm sands Picaroon relaxed. This was definately her place, and now it was her land. She was laready comfortable before she even joined the herd. And Banshee would make a great leader.
"So, how you seen other herd starting to form much?"
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Post by Heiress on Sept 22, 2008 14:48:38 GMT -5
Banshee took a small mouthful of grass and started to chew the lush grass. It tasted as good as it looked. He listed to teh mare as she asked him that questions. HE hasnt seen any horses other then the mare that stood by him.
No I havent seen any other horses. You the only one
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