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Post by OldWest on Oct 22, 2007 18:05:12 GMT -5
 Misty walked into the new lands with her 7 week old filly. She had lot to learn and always stayed with misty. Cloud walked right beside her mother and watched mother closly and Misty watch her closely. Misty found a nice place to graze so then stopped. She then looked around and saw it was clear. She then went to eatting grass. Cloud looked around and said"Mother were are we?" Cloud walked to her mothers side. Misty looked at her and said"Well Hunny I don't now".She looked at cloud. Cloud then walked around the area. She found a little toad and watched it. |
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Post by Summer Tyme on Oct 23, 2007 5:25:46 GMT -5
White hued brute watched the pair of painted femmes from afar, his one orb with sight gazed at them, studying their frames, learning their personalities. Color stained harks pricked at the entrance of another equine, a stag. A snort sounded through his paper thins, and thorns pinned flat against his skull. Long limbs danced on the light colored grass, as muscles rippled under his sleek unmarred hide. The brute walked forwards into the clearing, his boa arched, fine threads falling down over his orbs. He was a handsome stag, painted white with splotch of chestnut painted over his dial and harks.
Moving his ears forwards he gave a low nicker in the direction of the femmes, charming and intelligent, he had easily captivated many mares before, leading them away from what they had known, never seeing the familiar again. Edging closer the the vix he threw a territory glance at the other who was standing in the darkened forest, the beast better no better than to try and out wit, out fight the white hued stag. Turning his attention back to the mare he spoke, tones cool and soft, covering a nastier mean creature, Lo vix, what be your names? he asked then waited for an anwser, impatiently as he had no time to waste on stupid vixens.
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Post by OldWest on Oct 23, 2007 9:28:30 GMT -5
Misty watched her filly playin. She then heard another horse and turned around fast. She had her head up ears perched up and then saw him come closer. Cloud heard a nicker and looked up also. Wonder who that would that be? Cloud then trotted to her mother and stood beside her as the horse came closer.
Misty then watched him and then listen to the stag and said"Im Misty and she is Cloud..What might be your name?"She looked at him carefuly.
Cloud on the other hand walked right up to him and looked up at him and said"Hello".
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Post by Summer Tyme on Oct 23, 2007 15:22:18 GMT -5
The brute gazed at the vix for a moment then turned his attention towards the young flicka. She appeared to be brave, yet naive to what was going on around her. The great stag snorted softly and bent his dial down towards the small equine, 'ello, Cloud, he said softly, then turned his attention back to her dam. Nice to meet cha, Misty, he said softly, words cool and fiery at the same instant, I be cursed Horror by the two-leggeds He paused to glanced around the small clearing, seeing nothing of importance he snorted and continued, So you in need of a herd, vix? he asked, knowing she wouldn't refuse.
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Post by OldWest on Oct 24, 2007 9:34:19 GMT -5
Misty watched her little filly and smiled when she said hello. She was really friendly to other horses. Misty looked up and said"Hello horror". She smiled and bowed her head in respect. Cloud on the other hand just smiled and had her tail up and trotting around him. She was really happy and anyone could see that.
Misty then looked up from watching her foal and then said"Yes Im am looking for one so my daughter will be safe."Misty smiled and just maybe they could stay with him. Cloud just keeped on trotting around and was just full of playfulness.
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Post by Summer Tyme on Oct 24, 2007 20:46:07 GMT -5
The brute nodded as the vix bowed her elegant head, and his soft orbs lit up as he glanced at the young flicka dancing around him. She was light on her feet and seemed to have no problem with other equines. A toss of his powerfully build dial lifted his hueless threads from his face, allowing more sight to come into the left pool, the only one left that contained sight. Aye, your flicka will be safe, but she will have to be able to survive the elements, Misty, his reply was some what cool but had a protective feeling to it, as he wouldn't let anything harm hiss mares. Spinning on his powerfully built haunches he turned towards his land, one glance backward to let the others know he was leaving then moved into a slow trot, his grace and power unmatchable to any other stag. He was off to his lands, lands of ice and snow, of green trees of windy nights and sunless days.
ooc// you can reply in his land Thunder Plains 
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