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Post by | Spirit on Nov 16, 2008 20:43:30 GMT -5
Montana cautiously manuvered down the narrow and rock filled path. Soon reaching the bottom of the canyon ,she stopped to rest. The River looked pretty high, but not very dirty. Monty walked to the edge of the river, the current wasn't fast flowing, so she stopped to take a drink. Hearing rocks tumble down the hillside she spun around,aleart. Scanning her surrounding the only thing she saw moving was the river. The brease blew the grass from side to side, and some leaves danced around her on the wind. Monty wasn't really in a good mood today, for other horses she had encountered today, had been extremely agrravating, and Monty wasn't really know to have a very good toleration level. The sky was a light blue, with very few clouds scattered around. The sun was low in the sky indicating it was early in the morning. The mare lowered her head and took a drink of the fresh, cold river water. Picking her head back up she thought of something "who's land is this?" she hadn't been here before, she was only passing through. She thought that she had better not stick around too long, she would stay awhile longer to rest and head on her way. The destination wasn't a fixed spot it was where ever she liked, she would stay.
Words: 233
Muse: Not Bad
For: Caluroso
Notes: Monty is Montanas nickname is case u didn't know ^^
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Post by caluroso on Nov 16, 2008 22:42:54 GMT -5
The aroma of a femme plays with Caluroso's nostrils. The scent brings him to attention as he raises his dial. Auds pointing into the wind, his orbs pursue his terrain, focusing on one tree and the next, then down the canyon. Turning he flicks his cord against his bod, leaving the stinging echo to bounce off the shadows. Caluroso's pace quickens as he nears the canyon. Narrowing his orbs he watches as a femme drinks from his river. Who does this b.tch think she is? coming out of no where and prancing on my land like a grass fairy. His Auds lace backward as he maneuvers down the cliff. Staring the femme down he stops, his golden bod reflects the sun from the cursed heavens.
Auds laced and orbs narrowed he lowers his dial to get a better look at the femme. Huffing at the aggravation of this femme to be upon his terrain, without his permission. Raising his dial once more Caluroso thinks, he knows his land needs femme's as well as slaves. But which will he turn this one into. The acts of the femme will determine her fate among his lands. If this femme thinks she will get out, ha he laughs, she has another thing coming.
His orbs glared into the femme's. The brute speaks, What are thou doing in thy lands...Do you have a reason to be upon the lands of a king? His tone held slight curiosity but allowing his infamous melo tone to pierce through every last word that dripped from mug. |
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Post by | Spirit on Nov 17, 2008 9:46:20 GMT -5
Montana's nostrils flared, she was in no mood to be bothered. She was now facing him, but she wasn't scared she had been in this situation before. She pranced by him hitting him in the side a little, just for the purpose of teasing him. The mare gave a snort and stood her ground, saying to him
"What do you mean a king the thing i see here is you and me"
Again a snort escaped her mug, as she almost laughed at him. Monty started to prance off toward the narrow trail up the mountain-side. The breeze gently blew her mane and tail. The smell of this other horse and the river water filled her nostrils, her orbs were focused on one thing, getting out of here...alive. The day was gorgeous and not a day anyone would want to be enslaved or killed, but when would anyone want to be enslaved or killed? Monty stopped to look the stallion ,He was quite tall and very bulky not fat though, just big. "Maybe I shouldn't be bothering him" she thought to herself. Her was much bigger, and probally much faster.
Words: 202
Muse: eh...
For:Caluroso
Notes: I love your post great job ^_^ I wish I was that good lol
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Post by caluroso on Nov 17, 2008 22:02:24 GMT -5
Caluroso watched as the femme strutted in front of him. Feeling the touch of the femme's skin against his, he narrowed his orbs and slightly laced his auds tighter to his poll. Before he could reach out to warn the femme to stay out of his personal space, she was off prancing up the narrow trail up the canyon. What does this femme think she's doing? playing games? Caluroso wasn't the type for games. Any game he'd play, he'd make sure of it that he won no matter the cost. The sound of her tones buzzed in Caluroso's auds. The dis-respectfulness of her sarcastic remark was enough to make Caluroso chase the femme down. But he hesitated.
Caluroso turned as his cord slapped at his flanks, frustration building. His pace was a steady one, in no rush for if the femme decided to run, he would easily track her. If he couldn't find her it would only be days till the wolves found her. Sly smirk doodled across his mug as the thought of the wolves crossed his mind. A wolf was the only animal Caluroso respected, for their utmost violence and non regretting actions toward others. Refocusing upon the femme that now stopped in front of him, He laced his auds once he came behind her bod and slowly reached his dial out, widening his mug to try and bite at her flesh to keep her moving up the hill. move, b.tch low aggressive words echoed his auds as he threw them from his mug.
ooc: thanks for your last comment : )
but ugghhh sorry about this post, i didn't want to write anything else cause i didn't want to power play your horsiee. lol |
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