ITS {{ELEKTRIFYING}}

['Sanura]

{Elektra}

Elektra trotted along her silver chain dangling from the stupid slavers mouth. She was actually kind of happy. She had hated Natas and was extremely relieved that he had disappeared. Her only problem now was that she hadn't gotten away in time before a slaver found her wandering the land. Glaring at his backside the small rebel was dragged onto the auction rock. He was smug with himself and Elektra could barely hold back from kicking him until he was just a bloody pulp on the ground. He looked back and smirked at the odd colored horse. She was a rare beauty with a grey coat that had odd undertones. She was small but strong. And on her stomach and beck legs her most interesting marks were a few dark grey stripes like a zebras. Her long black mane hung over her shiny pelt contributing to the stunning beauty. But the Elektra ruined the effect by snorting very unladylike. Elektra thought herself as no beauty but this only added to her allure. Black eyes stared ruthlessly over the surrounding horses glaring at each one and just waiting for one to approach her. The slaver dragged her to a pole. With a laugh she noticed it was the same pole she had been chained on when Natas found her. No one had bothered to repair it. Leaving her chained to the fence Elektra quickly broke the pole and slipped into the shadows. Her coat helped her to blend into it well. Slowly, agonizingly, she made her way to the edge of auction rock. Perhaps this time the clever slave would make it out. For her their was no other option.

For; OPEN.
Word Count; 300.
Muse Level; Asi-asi...(i hope thats right...)
Comments; dodododo...oh look a runaway...

[Pledge]

GOLD MINE! *Rich*

His heart pounded. His hooves thundered. His breath was ragged. It was Rich. He trotted around Horse Head Field, looking around. He spotted a good-looking mare, and galloped towards her, eyes narrowed.
Name, and age, is all I need. Hurry. We must be leaving.
His breath was still ragged, though he was quite energized. He waited for the reply of the small mare, from his point of view. She was very small.
I don't have time for this! Speak up!/b]
Rich snorted angrily, looking for an excuse to pound on her. His mane blew in the wind, his eyes a glare.

(pathetically 114 words.)

['Sanura]

{Elektra}

WARNING

Elektra's small grey hoof stomped the ground. She tossed her luxurious mane to the side with a practiced flip. Dark eyes glared insolently at yet another stupid stallion. Sharp words cut through the air making their way to his ears,
"What makes you think I have time for you?" Elektra's silver chain rattled showing her obvious stature in life, yet she acted like she was a queen. She spoke once more,
"I have no intention of being a slave to yet another arrogant brute and if it weren't for your measly waste of a body blocking my way I would be out of here already. So take me home, do what you wish, but you just wait playing with fire always gets you burned." And with that the tiny Tarpan made her way deftly past the tall male her gorgeous chain dragging on the ground behind her. Her tinted fur gleamed in the faint sunlight and her movements were smooth and prideful. She was a prize, indeed, but to what cost?

HIGH VOLTAGE

For; Pledge.
Word Count; 205.
Muse Level; It was stolen!
Comments; Hmm, ain't she feisty?

[Pledge]

[nvm. Forget I posted. I have too many other things to post to. No free time.]

[caluroso]

The ear splitting cries of the many slaves that covered the auction grounds rang into the auds of a massive built brute. Slithering through the shadows making himself unknown, Caluroso's talons speared the hellish ground that lay beneath him as he moved deeper into the shadows.
The silence that waited for him back home stabbed at his soul, Caluroso knew he needed slaves to fill his retched lands. Coming to a halt at the edge of the shadows his orbitals danced from bodice to bodice as he watched the two creatures talk in a hastily manner. The auds atop of the demon's poll raised as he got wind of the bitter sweet aroma of a femme. Sly smirk fell upon his mug as his orbitals pursued the actions of the lowly slave. Then focusing the moves of the Stag that told before the femme. Weak Caluroso muttered under his breath, The stag had nothing going for him..couldnt even get his own words together.

His cord whipped at his loin as the frustration grew. The small echo of the whistling wind bounced off the trees of the shadows. shifting the heavy weight of his bod, the stick underneath of him cracked under the pressure. Raising his dial quickly Caluroso eyed the femme, wondering if she heard the near silent noise.

ooc:Sorry about this one, i need to get back in the groove of rping.

['Sanura]

{Elektra}

WARNING

<sup>Elektra's small form was firm and unyielding. She really did have not intention of going home with him or with any other. Dark eyes shot sparks at the male as she heard him say something, but before he could finish she heard another nearby noise.

Her finely sculpted head swiveled to find the noise. She saw yet another arrogant master eyeing her. She whinnied and turned her back to him her insolence knew no bounds. Her lovely tail drifting in the wind she looked back once more at the other stallion. Cold eyes looked him over, and she prayed he would just walk away. She turned her attention back to the first stallion and spoke her words cold and biting,

While you may not have time mine grows even shorter as curious stallions come to see if mayhap you can't handle me. So, kind sir, I bid you adieu.

And with a flick of her tail the gorgeous Tarpan walked away from both horses and out the direction of Auction Rock, chain still dragging behind her. Her mane and tail flapped furiously in the wind revealing the odd white streaks coursing through them. Her smooth paces were elegant and maddeningly slow as if she was entertaining the idea that she did have all the time in the world. Strong legs supported her wiry fourteen hand form as she breezed through the guards and other masters. None of them made a move to stop her seemingly mesmerized by her supple movements. She reached the edge of auction rock, would the cunning slave finally make her escape?</sup>

HIGH VOLTAGE

For;; Pledge/Rich/Caluroso/Caluroso
Word Count;; 320.
Muse Level;; Eh...
Comments;; Heya, company? -waves-

[caluroso]

Penetrating the femme's frame with his overpowering gaze Caluroso watched as she turned her dial toward him. The cocky smirk was still upon his dark mug. Allowing himself to be seen from the shadows, Caluroso navigates his golden figure out into the terra of the open field. His auds flick toward the stag, as he treads forth out of the woods he never once takes his orbs off the stag. Dial held high, high as the cursed heavens, looking down upon the creature next to him. Caluroso holds no respect for this stag, yet no anger. His feelings are mutual as of this point, why bother with the frustration when it is a waste of his time.
Focusing now upon the bod of the femme that struts through the terrain before him, Caluroso's infamous smirk filled mug raises to get wind of her aroma. Not once picking up his pace, the demon holds himself up to his appropriate status. Eying the femme as they near the edge of the auction rock. Caluroso's voice was not soft, nor loud. It was a melo tone that thundered across the land when he wanted his voice to be heard. For now, it was a steady, low key confident tone.
Now where do you think your going? I don't remember telling you which direction my kingdom was.
The sarcastic tones rolled off his tongue. Caluroso's stance was not tense, but sturdy as he awaited the slave femme to speak. He had no reason to be impatient, he had all the time in the world...Isn't that right?

[Pledge]

Rich snorted, pawing the ground. Excuse me, sir, but I think I have the claim on this young one. Beautiful as she is, she'll be coming with me. Me only. He narrowed his eyes, and circled the filly. She was beautiful in many, many ways. Her ears, her muzzle, expecially her eyes. Her eyes Rich found most interesting. He shook his mane out of his eyes, and looked at this mare. Look. I'll be nice, if you be nice. You're not going to be quite... a slave. Only a helper. You only do what you want to, got it? Misbehave, and do whatever I say. Will you come with me, hon?

['Sanura]

{Elektra}

WARNING

<sup>Elektra turned back to the first stallion.

Not a slave you say?

Her voice was much softer, turning back she circled him her silky tail brushing against his body. She snorted softly and looked back at the other stallion. Hm, two big old bad brutes fighting over her, well she knew it wasn't her choice who she ended up with it was all whether these two were willing to fight over her or if one was willing to give her up to the other. So Elektra backed away from the first stallion and waited to see what happened, after of course, she gave them her parting words,

Well, young man, I have no say in the matter, and I don't see why I should trust you. But once again I have no say, so I'll just wait here patiently.</sup>

HIGH VOLTAGE

((ooc. Ew! This is disgusting I apologize peoples, very museless post. ))

[Pledge]

Gold Mine

Of course, m- One second. I did not get your name. So, will you come with me? I'll be nice, if you be nice, like I have said. Rich smiled his breathtaking smile, and pawed the grassy earth. It was like a pasture. Either that, or a meadow. Or a field.... Which this was. How bizzare. He snorted, and glanced back at the other stag that came to the filly. She was his. All his. The smile grew bigger. His ears flicked with impatience. He closed his eyes and imagined. Imagined him, and all of his army for Cemitire. Along with Leeland. Yes, Leeland had to be there.[/size][/center]

[Pledge]

[Bump?]

['Sanura]

We have to wait for Caluroso.