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Post by arabelle on Feb 10, 2008 15:39:12 GMT -5
He watched with narrowed orbs as he saw he wading in the water her beautiful coat shining. He didn't feel love no but he did feel..protective of this mare that he hardly even knew. She came up to circle around him. He tensed when he felt her nuzzle him and wonder of wonders she laid her head on his back. He did nothing for a full twenty seconds. Did she know what she did to him? Did she know she was treading very thin ice by doing what she was doing? These questions kept repeating in his brain harassing him with their persistence. Finally he gave in and reached over to nibble on her withers nickering gently. But just as quickly he pulled away to smirk at her and reached over again this time to nip her. He frowned thoughtfully wondering if he should do what he was thinking about doing, finally sighing he looked up at her and asked in his rough tones, "Would you like to be promoted?" He hoped he wouldn't have to spell it out for her but he liked the thought of her being more than a mere slave not having to simper and step around him as if on eggshells. He leaned back slightly to gage her reaction knowing what she'd say if she got what he was asking.
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Post by raven on Feb 10, 2008 18:38:53 GMT -5
Rocket smiled slightly as he nibbled her withers, nickering softly. She tensed slightly as he smirked, and then reached over once more to nip the mare. Her auds perked forward as he sighed, before the stallion took a step back, looking at her. She listened closely as he spoke, almost expecting some sort of punishment. But instead, it was quite the opposite. When he ask if she would like to be promoted, the mare was taken by surprise. She watched him for a moment, thinking. She certainly wasn't hearing things, nor was she dreaming. It was all real. Still slightly surprised, the mare nodded her head a bit. "I...would." She said, still thinking over her decision, even as she said it. Lifting her head slightly, her dark brown orbs watching the Stallion in front of her.
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Post by arabelle on Feb 19, 2008 12:02:49 GMT -5
Sick and twisted though his mind might be he still had compassion you only had to know how to get it from him. He didn't know why but this mare was pulling a lot out of him. The smile he gave seemed so misplaced upon his inky maw. Shaking his dark head lightly his vocals emitted in a hiss, "Your not a slave anymore Rocket." He said simply watching her carefully for her reaction this was very important to him to see how much shock she would feel. It was unknown to him what being a slave was like he had never given one thought on the matter he'd be dead if he had been born a slave. it was as simple as that. Leaning back upon his haunches he waited...
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Post by † Kadaver † on Mar 9, 2008 14:14:53 GMT -5
Archiving this, since there hasn't been a reply in a long time. If you want it back, PM me.
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