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Post by saga on Feb 5, 2008 17:58:52 GMT -7
I trotted around the field, i wondered if i would be taken in by the Unicorn leader. It was my first night on my own, my mother left me here to be claimed by him, I now i was 200 years old, but i was always with my mother, that is until this very day. I stopped my trotting, the feather saround my hooves waved in the wind, i lifted my big black heavy head as my bangs fell around my horn and over my eyes. Yes, i was a Unicorn, and i was a angel, that is what my friends told me, i always watched over them like a Angel. Even though my pelt was as dark as night, my heart was as good as gold, but i was a fighter, my horn was stained with blood a few times befor this night. But this is where we will end about me and begin my life story. I stood on the huge hill my back not swayed but strait as i stood and waited for him to come.
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Post by sepia on Feb 7, 2008 17:31:17 GMT -7
Bar f i g h t, week night
You d o n t look right, p o o r mite, no b i t e
W a k e up, first l i g h t
This is w h a t we live and what we s e e...
The new fae let her daggers fall to the earth. T h u d. T h u d. It was late autumn, coming up early winter, many different spieces were with offspring from the spring, of which soon fled when they saw the arabian crossed vixen two-beating towards them. She was new to this area. Is it ok to be here? .. Her thoughts were twirling around her thinking box as she decided where was best to go. Her boa was arched and extended, perfectly. Letting her auds prick forward and flaring her nares she breathed in the fresh sent of the terra. Well the first thing to do was find a herd or a stag. If any vixen could pick most would chose to find a stag instead of a herd. Why? .. well that is best isnt it? They would then be top vixen and there blood would flow though the generations. Her thin, part arabian style frame came to a halt. She had not seen anyone so far .. was this normal?
'Is anyone here?'
The fae's lyrics sang out, they sounded small compaired to the big space in which she was standing. The terra in which she stood was different to the rolling hills in the countryside of which she was used to, but this place had drawn her from her past inhabitance. It pulled her out of her hiding, for some reason and she did not know why. There were traces on the terra of long passed equines. But where are they now? Seraphina let her dished caranium lower to the earth. Her maw snuffled the sparse grass, her ivories nipping the tasting shoots. Her auds swivling towards every sound, her dark emeralds focusing in on movements. How long will it take for me to find a h o m e ?
.. && FiNiSHED ..
.. && THREE HUNDRED & SEVEN WORDS ..
.. && NOTES - NEiN ..
D a n c e club, strip light
Get d r u n k, no sight, watch it i g n i t e
Live it up t o n i g h t
N o b o d y really c a r e s, but it's n o t for me...
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Post by saga on Feb 7, 2008 17:40:06 GMT -7
Auds flickered as i heard the lyrics of another fae. This is my area. i thought as i turned my huge friesian frame towrds the opening where i saw an araibian fae standing eating..eating my grass. What is she doing here, with her here the stags wont notice me. I snorted as i pounded my front dagger to the ground to catch her attention. You there why are you in my area.My lyrics rang loud as my wavy hair flew around my black horn and over my blue empty eyes, my feathers flowed as i snorted, my nostrils flared as i lowered my crown. How did she fin my area, how did she come to be, and what, what is she? These thought ran through my mind as i stood tal and large.
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Post by sepia on Feb 7, 2008 18:11:04 GMT -7
Bar f i g h t, week night
You d o n t look right, p o o r mite, no b i t e
W a k e up, first l i g h t
This is w h a t we live and what we s e e...
It was not long before lyrical notions replied to her own. At one hundred and sixteen Seraphina, although young, knew a warm welcome when it was given. What she had recieved was far less than that. Pinning her duo harks back against her fawn coloured nape, the femme watched the black stranger with interest. Cranium lowered in reply to the lowering of the other fems. Her bone extention poised to defending, if that was what would come. Her lands? .. A smile curved upon the fawn colored fems velvet kissers.
'Your lands you say? But surely fem if these lands truely did belong to one such as yourself .. do you not think the lands would be scented? And where might I ask is your herd? For I asume you can not rule lands unto yourself.'
She watched as the onyx vix stood there, she was not much different to her in height but this fem was of a stronger build than little look a like arabian, Aphina. Letting light daggers c l i p c l o p on the broken tarmac Sera slowly circled the mare, sizing her up. Her movement had brung her closer to the unnamed vixen. How foolish to have called lands that were obviously unclaimed her own. She will not be favoured above in the heavens if this is how she lives her life. Her life of lies. Her tawny hued banner whipped at her sides. She was not afraid of the stranger and it seemed the agressive vixen wanted to stay that way. Sera decided to ask questions about the vix in a agressive tone that would carry across to the onyx vix the strength and will of the arabian crossed fem.
'What would the leader of these lands be called? And her herd .. what would that be called?'
.. && FiNiSHED ..
.. && THREE HUNDRED & SEVEN WORDS ..
.. && NOTES - NEiN ..
D a n c e club, strip light
Get d r u n k, no sight, watch it i g n i t e
Live it up t o n i g h t
N o b o d y really c a r e s, but it's n o t for me...
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Post by saga on Feb 8, 2008 16:31:43 GMT -7
I watched this other Fae.i didnt want to be Enemyus with someone i brely knew so i decided to start over. Im sorry but i am here to be claimed but as it looks it is very hard to fins a decite stag, dont you agrre, fae, or if you have a name i wouldnt mind calling you by that. I said these lyrics as i shook my crown, i was a decient fae and i hated to fight, i was much much older than the fawe as i was 200 and io dont know how old she was, but she still looked as if she was in her 100s. This is the area where i decided to be until i am claimed, but i said it was my area i did not say it was my lands.
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Post by sepia on Feb 8, 2008 17:16:15 GMT -7
Bar f i g h t, week night
You d o n t look right, p o o r mite, no b i t e
W a k e up, first l i g h t
This is w h a t we live and what we s e e...
Aphina's velvet kisser curled round to show a smile, the stranger may see the smile as a sign of friendliness, but Seraphina's maw had curved because she could tell the mare had seen her mistake. Sera was not out of the idea of having a tiff. It would show the natural leadership within her and she was not afraid of showing dominance. Keeping her head lowered in a defensive but also threatening stance the younger equine moved off. Daggers clipping broken glass as she trailed around the other fem. Like a predator she prowled around the ebony femme, listening to the lyrics that she leaked.
'Worthy stags are defiantly hard to en capture. You may call me Seraphina. And whether you said area or lands, they are but the same thing, unclaimable. You still did not answer my second from last question, fem.'
Losing most of her interest in the still unnamed vixen, Phin trudged off. Light hued bone skipped back over to the sparse grassy covering she had originally been feeding from. Her thoughts streaming through her dream box, still unsure of what to make of the stranger. Ivories nipped at the green shoot, her appetite not loosing her for a second.
.. && FiNiSHED ..
.. && TWO HUNDRED & TWO WORDS ..
.. && NOTES - NEiN ..
D a n c e club, strip light
Get d r u n k, no sight, watch it i g n i t e
Live it up t o n i g h t
N o b o d y really c a r e s, but it's n o t for me...
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Post by saga on Feb 8, 2008 17:23:10 GMT -7
((I dont get her second to last question...sorry.))
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Post by saga on Feb 8, 2008 17:31:37 GMT -7
I nodded to Saraphina. Its nice to meet you, my name is Paige, i am a Friesian uni, It is veery nice to meet you Saraphina. I rang these lyrics true but loud, not really loud but kinda, i wanted to meet a new friend that maybe could ahve soemthing in common with, but not every horse/ Uni wanted to be friends with a huge balck unicorn that their hair always covered their blue eyes.
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Post by sepia on Feb 10, 2008 17:21:08 GMT -7
Bar f i g h t, week night
You d o n t look right, p o o r mite, no b i t e
W a k e up, first l i g h t
This is w h a t we live and what we s e e...
As the fae, namingly Paige pronounced her name, Seraphina, wrong she gave a disgruntled snort. Her banner flicked with annoyance and amusment. At least the vixen was not acting agressivly any more but it had put Seraphina in the mood for a fight. A fight she could not now have. She tossed her dial letting her tassels catch around her bone extention. Daggers pulled her forwards. She edged closer, her harks pinned back. Tempting a fight.
'It is pronouced Seraphina.'
She had lots to thank her mother for, but one of the main ones was her pride. Again her banner whipped at her sides, only to return to its proud state, held high. Like a pure bred arabian. Her mother also trusted too easily, but Aphina would not make that mistake. She would be withdrawn and hide her feelings like her father, a warmblooded horse. She knew this was not always the best thing, but at the moment it was best for her. Never get to close to anyone, esspecialy a 'normal' horse, they would leave this world soon enough. They would leave her behind, to be lonely.
.. && FiNiSHED ..
.. && ONE HUNDRED & EiGHTy EiGHT WORDS ..
.. && NOTES - SO MUSELESS SORRY ..
D a n c e club, strip light
Get d r u n k, no sight, watch it i g n i t e
Live it up t o n i g h t
N o b o d y really c a r e s, but it's n o t for me...
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Post by saga on Feb 11, 2008 6:10:35 GMT -7
I watched th Fae, i could soon tell that she was in the mood to fight, but i wasnt. I had been into to many fights before this one and i didnt want to be in another, after my last fight, i would hate to fight again, but that was my choice and noone others.
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Post by moonlight on Feb 11, 2008 14:28:47 GMT -7
Paige, all posts must be 100 words or more. Please also wait until the person has compleated their post before replying! |
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