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Post by hughjackman1 on Feb 21, 2008 19:06:53 GMT -5
SLAVE Roaming Tyson Tyson He ran around going crazy, he loved this summer heat.
He bucked and raced and ran and nickered at a few
females. Soon he found himself tired and reached down
to his knees to lay down calmly.
He smiled around him and then rested his head to rest,
not sleep.
He was a slave and looking for a future, hoping
to find a nice master. He wasn't yet sure how
rare or common that was yet but he was soon
and well enough to figure it out. |
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Post by Action on Feb 21, 2008 19:11:09 GMT -5
ooc: Hi there. You need to have at least 75 words in each post. Also, is this a slave for sale?
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Post by hughjackman1 on Feb 21, 2008 19:50:38 GMT -5
oh yes srry 4got  and yes he is |
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Post by Action on Feb 21, 2008 19:52:12 GMT -5
ooc: It fine. Just wanted to get here before a mod. {No offence mods!!!}
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Post by mynx on Feb 21, 2008 21:44:08 GMT -5
Muscular legs moved in steady, even strides and pistons clicked gently against the ground.The hea6t bor down upon his short blue roan coat, enticing orbits of amber watching from a maske of ink that was his face and tensdrils.Tassels flickered and the young male moved foreward with an unnatural movments.He weas seaking something, searching out that one horse.Gin was here for a reason.All his life he had watched the cruelty and deviousness of Masters and he was sick of the blood, rape and abuse.He was here to put a stop to it.But it was like his General Akame had said, he had to be picky.There was no point in choosing a horse that didn't have that will.Sharp harks swiveled as a trampling, uneven beat rang through the dull heat.Slowly the young stallion of three made his way over to the bucking stag, watching with delight as he through himself in joy at the summer aorund him.That was the kind of spirit they needed for Ohu.
Lo there stallion, would you spare a minute of your time to come and speak with me?
tones were youthful and innocent, pure in a way.He was kindness in a physical form and cared about all, even those he didn't know.Even though he was the youngest in thier herd, he was the Leader, and for good cause.Muscle rippled down his 15.3 hh frame, and even though he was not the tallest, he was swift and powerful.
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Post by hughjackman1 on Feb 23, 2008 15:22:28 GMT -5
Tyson stopped and looked at the stag that made his
presence known. A small friendly snort was given
along with a smile as he trotted forward to the
lone brute. Hearing his propsal he didnt bother
on arguing, he had no reason. With a nod
he came over and listened to what the brute had to
say. Hes, sir he asked just in knowing thats how he
had to treat others. |
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Post by † Kadaver † on Mar 3, 2008 11:00:15 GMT -5
//Archiving this, I don't know if you're done or not since there hasn't been a reply in a while. If not, PM me and I'll retrieve it.\\
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