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Post by Kurorin on Nov 25, 2009 13:09:51 GMT -5
~Sacred Spirit~
Sacred was a lonely stallion looking for his own mare. He came in the land with his head held high and the sun beating down on his dappled Grey coat. He was anxious to find a mare of his own. He was silent, and quiet for the longest period of time. Inside of him he just wanted to jump around. He began galloping around going through trees, rocks, and other objects. nothing was going to keep him from his excitement.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 25, 2009 13:28:23 GMT -5
Blood bay mare walked around on the harsh sandy area as she looked around. She had just went her separate way after saying goodbye to Mordy adn was now wondering what to do now. HEr sandy colored eyes lit up as she caught sight of a grey stallion galloping. Deciding to play with him for a bit she sent some of her sand to create a wall directly in his path(he has enough time to stop though lol). She made sure to stay completely hidden amongst the shadows so he would become confused. |
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Post by Kurorin on Nov 25, 2009 13:59:47 GMT -5
Sacred stopped dead in his tracks. There was a cloud of sand in front of him. He thought was another horse. he waited till the dust settled. then he saw a mare hidding in the shadows. "What's your name?" he said immediately. He kept his head held high and walked toward the mare. "My name is Sacred Spirit." he said. he waited for the mare to reply.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 25, 2009 14:46:28 GMT -5
Bay mare's eyes narrowed slightly as she was seen. She would not allow sucha stallion to think he could scare her so easily.
"Who's wanting to know...though I should warn you, if you come any closer than I find nonthreatening my sand will attack you."
Taking a quiet breath the mare walked out into the light, her blood bay coat shining in the bright light, her sand colored wings were folded against her side as she stared down the stallion with sand colored eyes brightly lit, her head high and tail and mane blowing gracefully in the slight wind.
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Post by Kurorin on Nov 26, 2009 22:31:14 GMT -5
Sacred spoke. "I wish to not hurt you, and I'm no Force-breeder." he looked back at the mare. "What is your name?" he said once more. he waited for the mare to reply.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 26, 2009 22:38:49 GMT -5
"i'm called Relentless Storm though many just call me storm. Whom, may i ask, is wanting to know?" Storm's muscles twitched slightly as she stood tall, still and ready for anything.
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Post by Kurorin on Nov 27, 2009 10:28:46 GMT -5
i'm Sacred Spirit. i came here to look for a mare like you roaming the lands. and i'm no force breeder if you're wondering. i don't treat mares like that. it's just wrong." he said looking at Storm. he bowed in generosity.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 27, 2009 10:39:57 GMT -5
Storm was still wary of Spirit, her past wouldn't allow her to throw her trust around. Not any more, no...now it had to be earned and though sometimes it was an easy tasks...some would find it a challenge to do.
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Post by Kurorin on Nov 27, 2009 13:24:19 GMT -5
Spirit knew she didn't trust him he had that look before. "listen i won't hurt you if that's what your thinking." he said. he paused and then lowered himself to the ground.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 27, 2009 13:34:03 GMT -5
Storm took a hesitate step forward...before taking two back.
'How do i know i can trust you, or even lying for that matter?'
Her eyes were confused. She wanted to trust him...but she didn't want to be hurt again.
After a few minutes the bay mare took a few hesitate steps forward, still unsure of herself.
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Post by Kurorin on Dec 12, 2009 14:14:53 GMT -5
"It's against my own rules to never hurt or kill a mare that of which i have fallen in love with." he said moving two steps forward. he sighed. he shook his mane of the sand.
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Post by dasuke on Dec 12, 2009 14:29:07 GMT -5
Out of instict she took two steps backward. Storm didn't want her sand to attack...she was still working on gaining full control of it, even though if lost just any bit of control it would have a mind of its own.
'Please...don't I don't want my sand to hurt you...'
Storm had truly started to like him. And that was something she didn't want to lose...ever.
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