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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 2, 2008 19:18:23 GMT -5
The essa limps into the terria, she is beaten and bruised, but they ar minor and could do anything she wanted at the moment. Her dome was lowered as she limps along, i was merely a twisted fetlock, she had just arrived here, in the worst of situations, by boat. The boat had crash landed on this island when they were schedualed to be shipped to England, she was the one of the 400 horses in the boat who has survived. She flolds her wings delciatly, she was free again. But she is not sure she wanted to be. He friends tell her that most humans take good care of their horses. What she really wanted was a drake. A big, strong, drake. One like herself. One worth of siring her seed.
The ess brings her head up as she stands and looks of the edge of the cliff, that is were her boat had wrecked, only moments ago. The enchanting black bodice of the mare, was beautiful. She was evenly proportioned everywhere, and was bred for speed, endurance, strenth. She had escaped from her creul breeder. Only to be caught again and thrown on that ship. The ess carefully scans the terra with her sapphire blue occuli. She was the darkest hue of black, and so were the pair of black dragon wings, sprouting though her broad back.
The essa's huge daggers clod on the terrian, making a clomp, clomp, clomp, drag sound. For one of her pillers was hurting from ecaping from the death trap boat. Her dome was pounding, but she would heal in time. Right now she needed to find safety.
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 13, 2008 20:10:02 GMT -5
A stud of most unusual makings and colors was prancing around the open airs. His ravens wings beating in perfect rhythm with his comrades. His raven pals were circling lower upon the horizon so he went to check it out. As he drew nearer he could see a certain form below and he could smell that of another. His shadow became smaller on the lands as he had started to descend a bit of a ways away from the other. He had not been around many others since he had returned from his journey so he was mildly curious as to whom it was. He alighted only a few paces behind the other and his magnificent wings folded and melded into his bodice. His white pelt gleamed and his markings moved to a new position as well as a new color. He was curious so his markings said so and his bright orbs looked questioningly at the mare. He slipped his lips over his long set of teeth and then awaited to see if the other was going to turn. He was going to wait but he could hear her as she walked. She was lame and from something quite harsh it would seem. The stud lowered his head and cocked it to the side as he listened to he travel along the grounds. He could no longer wait and he cleared his throat and in a sickly sweet yet sexy voice that he had spoke "Why my dear are you lame? Have you hurt yourself in a gopher hole or have you gotten it from something much more?" He waited. His handsome and amazingly sculpted form stood straight up as his whip chord flicked a bug off of him smoothly as if it was a dance move.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 19, 2008 13:08:01 GMT -5
The femmora studies the baron coming closer to her, she cocks an eyebrow at him as he speaks to her, and she answers him
I have just escaped from a shipwreak
she nods her head to the shipwreak, that is still sinking beneth the sea
And i am not lame, just merely twisted a fetlock
The ess looks at the unusual baron as she streches her black wings
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 19, 2008 20:55:58 GMT -5
Nefarious looked into the distance and saw the ship start to sink a little further and it was almost swallowed by the gigantic sea. Nefarious raised a brow to her and said "Well you sure are a lucky one to have escaped that." Nefarious smiled and his set of vampiric like fangs were shown briefly. He did not notice and then he said to the fem" Was there any others that have gotten free of that dastardly looking thing?" Nefarious scanned the horizon and he so far did not see what he was looking for. He relaxed and his ravens wing fluffed them selves and then laid perfectly flat again by his sides. He smiled again and said in a sickly voice dripping with seduction to those who would analyze his voice though he usually talked like this and others just found it seducing "Why I have been so rude to you. You must be famished and parched. Also where are my manners. My name is Nefarious lord of the Luna Estrella Herd and as far as I know the last one of the Hallaways as far as I am informed." Nefarious bowed to he and then waited for a reply hoping that he did not give too much information away from himself in his brief spurts of conversation. It was hard to conceal what he was. It took a lot of concentration.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 24, 2008 22:02:27 GMT -5
The essa looks at the unusual stud, and her eyes roll
"it twas dreadfull, i was the only one, of 500 horses to escape"
She walks around, trying to strech out her leg, for being injured she would be of no use to a stud, and to survive in the wild you must be with someone, or always alert, she could be always alert, but i tiered her too much
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 25, 2008 19:36:48 GMT -5
Nefarious looked to the essa once again hearing that she was the only one to survive out of the other five hundred. He secretly hoped that there was a whole bunch of Phally on that ship. He then said solemly to the essa "Well you sure are a lucky one. Those ugly two leggers just do not understand what we are all about in the wild. We are not meant to be in captivity." Nefarious smiled dreamily as his fangs showed slightly. He did not notice for he was busy looking over the essa and her twisted pillar. She seemed to be trying to look like she was not in hurt and he could tell that she did not want to seem weak. Sure she would want to look strong since she had noone to travel with and to protect her from the evil wilds that nature could impose upon them unexpectedly. He asked kindly "How is it doing now. I mean you fetlock? Is it feeling a bit better perhaps." Nefarious gave a signature sideways grin and waited charmingly for her response.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 25, 2008 20:48:55 GMT -5
The mare wachtes the stud and she goes back over to him and sighs
Yes i have been in their grasp more than once
She streches her leg and smiles
All better now
it did feel a lot better, she clears her throat,
I guess i must go to find a herd
She starts off at a rapid limp, she was half-hoping the stud would call her back and ask her to be in his herd, he was a very unusual stud
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 25, 2008 22:37:02 GMT -5
Nefarious only cracked a wider grin as she limped away rapidly. He stifeld a laugh and called out to the mare in a cheery voice that floated on the winds "I never caught your name my darling. All I have been referring you to is girl." Nefarious raised his brows as he lifted his head high into the breeze scenting out his raven friends. They flocked towards him in a black cloud as he waited for the mare to respond. His banner held high and his heart yearning for the skies. He waited and thought that since he did not have any mares in his herd if he should ask this one lonely essa to join him in his frolicking with the ravens. A raven landed on Nefarious's back and ruffled it feathers lookin straight at the essa. It looked as it it were mimicking exactly what Nefarious was thinking of doing. He looked quite odd with a raven perched on his back as he stared out at the mare with a gentle gleam in his orbs.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 26, 2008 12:14:13 GMT -5
The mare looks back at the stud as he calls to her, and a smirk grows on her face,
I am Almost Forgotten
She wacthes the raven with interest, and she shakes her dome, teal tassles flying, she flicks her teal banner accross her flanks
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 26, 2008 18:01:00 GMT -5
Nefarious then bowed curtiously towards Forgotten and said "I am pleased to meet your aquaintence. May I call you Forgotten or do you preferr your full name my dear?" Nefarious recovered and the raven flapped madly in the sudden shift of his perch. It then cawed and then started to preen Nefarious's wings thinking it was it's own wings. Nefarious then grinned showing his fangs and said like honey oozing out of a hole "I say where are you headed to in such a hurry? I have been searching for a while for some Phally." Nefarious caught himself before he had told Forgotten what he was planning to do to any Phally if they crossed his path. Then he cleared his tight throat and said "I have been searching for some others to join my herd in particular. I have not come across any as of yet except you." Nefarious smiled and hoped that she could tell where he was particularly headed in this conversation. He would like to have some company other than the raven for once in his life. Only he would have to watch them to make sure they did not see him feed for he feared that it would drive them to either flee or kill him. Nefarious shifted his weight and watched with orbs that really told his own lifes hardships or pain, misery and suffdering as well as hate and revenge.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 26, 2008 19:33:13 GMT -5
The mare gives him a puzzled look, she then spreds the wings of a dragon she has, she then smiles and speaks
Forgotten is fine
She folds her wings again against her side she sighs and looks at the stud with a michevious look, this mare must be carefull, for once a stud has had a foal from her, most are so pleased they do not want to stop there, some studs still haven't stopped trying to find her again
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 26, 2008 22:37:16 GMT -5
Nefarious smiled at Forgotten and then said "Well I say that we should hang out around here a bit longer so that you can eat and recover a bit more." Nefarious gave a crooked grin and watched Forgotten and then looked out towards the sea and to his flock of raven pals. He then fluffed his ravens wings and lay down to relax up a bit. He loved it when his raven friends preened his wings. It was very calming and it tickled at random times.
The raven has moved from Nefarious's broad back and onto the side of him so that it could get a better approach at Nefarious's wings. It busily set to work as a few others cames around to help at the task at hand.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 27, 2008 16:42:01 GMT -5
The mare looks at the unusual stud, and her dome lowers, she is tempted to eat but something about this stud makes it hard to take her eyes off him.
My leg is fine, aren't you going to join me in feasting in this lovely, crisp grass?
She smirks, his answer would tell her all, she crops the grass off with her sharp teeth, keeping an eye on the oddly painted stud before her.
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Post by Nefarious on Oct 27, 2008 19:02:31 GMT -5
Nefarious turned fluidly towards Forgotten by be voice. She had asked him if he would like to join her. He had to act quickly to come up with a response for he did not eat. He drank. And the most vile thing possible. The lifes blood of other creatures. Nefarious cleared his throat and said without and hesitation for he was really good at covering up the truth. A well taught actor. Nobody could see through him unless they knew exactly how to read his orbs. He said with a sigh as if to indicate what he was saying "I have already eaten quite a bit today. I am rather full and I do not like to be too heavy for my wings fatiegue quicker if I am heavier." Nefarious smiled charmingly all the while hiding his sharp fangs with a bit of difficulty. He then lay back his head and chuckled as the raven hit a rather soft and ticklish spot during their grooming of him.
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Post by almostforgotten on Oct 29, 2008 14:45:16 GMT -5
The femmora gives him a strange look as her tail lifts, and her heat is let off, she sighs and then she looks around, her head goes down to nibble some grass but, she finds her eyes cannot leave him, she sighs and looks up once more
I am not very hungry either
She sighs and looks at the drake, she streches her legs, if she was claimed by this brute, what would the foal look like? she wondered
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