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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 22, 2009 14:05:48 GMT -5
Horror turned away, his eyes vicious, "I'm going out, Nii-san." He strode away confidently, already eager to get away. He had been feeling strange lately, and he felt as if he was being drawn to something far away... But he had no idea what.
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Post by Thorn on May 22, 2009 16:43:25 GMT -5
“I am different from the other, words may speak loud, but actions and violence speak louder.” He said looking straight ahead, as if he were being interview. As her skin rubbed up against his her shivered, with the pleasure, his eyes became dilated and he felt the urge to mount her, “You have courage, I respect that, but you are arrogant, and I don’t like my mares to be arrogant.” He pushed his body in to her, throwing her back off his coat, “I am Death Bringer, Leader of the Focer Breeders.” He smiled wickedly, “Just to let you know, you can never leave unless I let you. Do you see the red barrier around the land?” His voice went down to a whisper and his muzzle was right next to her ear, his voice was smooth and seductive, “That allows stallions in and out, but mares get a one way in.” He gave a small chuckle, his breath moved the hairs in her ear.
Amira passed by Horror, he scent strong, and she rubbed up past him, then as she passed his hind, she lashed out and bit him, challenging him to try to get her, “You scared, ‘Big’ boy” She mocked him and stood with her front facing him a challenge in her eyes.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 22, 2009 17:36:19 GMT -5
(hey, I thought they were both the rulers)
Horror's eyes went wild with rage for a split second as he prepared to kick her, but then he thought better calmed calmed down. "Sorry, I don't have time for weak mares like you," he said simply as he walked off. He was so tired of them all treating him like he was weaker than his brother, like they all had his whole life. He worked hard to keep this pent-up rage inside him, but it was beginning to tear loose.
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Post by KitKat on May 22, 2009 19:05:26 GMT -5
For a moment Breeze was going to go back to the herd but then she thought better of herself. I am staying right here thank you Death Bringer and your heavy body wont move mine. She motioned to her blotchy Gypsy Vanner body and cocked her eyebrows, there was no way this stallion was going to move a mare as big as her. She snorted and then went to under a tree and lay down still eyeing the huge stallion in front of her. She would obey them but she wanted to see how much he would try or if he would just leave her here like she wanted
ooc thanks
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Post by dasuke on May 22, 2009 20:17:28 GMT -5
When Bringer shoved into her,Pleasure whipped her head around and flattened her ears slightly.She ruffled her wings slightly.'Yea, i saw and i don't care.I like it here,besides...Your the only ones who can probably put up with me.' Pleasure looked at Bringer's face.She suddenly felt bad for the stallion,having to deal with what looked like a herd of mares who hated being.She walked back so she was standing the same way he was.'i'm sorry,i know it must be annoying to deal with mares who don't like it here '
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Post by Thorn on May 23, 2009 13:49:24 GMT -5
"One second." He said and his ears went back and his teeth bared at the mare who disobeyed him. "I said get back to the group!" His tail swished menacingly and his face wasn't pleasant to look at it was covered with the opposing stallio's blood, he threatened to bite her.
Amira laughed, and threw a thing off water at him, "The only weak one I see is you." She turned and walked away laughing, "And you call yourself a focer." She scoffed and ignored him.
Heart woke and stood she streched and snickered at Horror, who had yet to prove himself.
(I know, but Satan is just showing off, and he likes to take up the most stress and force of the place, and he considers it his home.)
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Post by KitKat on May 23, 2009 18:31:48 GMT -5
Breeze shifted her wieght and smiled sheepishly. "try me" She braced herself ready for an attack. She didnt care what the forcebreeders thought but if she were to stay here they would have to prove there worth to her. She eyed the stallion keeping to one side of a small stream.
The stallion didnt scare her at all, true he didnt have a pleasent face but she ignored that. She bucked a bit and then waited.......
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Post by Thorn on May 24, 2009 9:45:10 GMT -5
Satan reared lashing out with his front hooves. He slammed them in to her rump as hard as he could.
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Post by dasuke on May 25, 2009 13:01:40 GMT -5
Pleasure watched as Satan brought his hooves down on the disobediant mare as hard as he could.She took pleasure in this,seeing how he hurt the mare was a joy nothing else could give her.She thrived off other's pain,Pleasure had been this way ever since she'd followed her father.To her it's what seperated the strong and the weak.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 28, 2009 16:08:59 GMT -5
Stabinae
A lone black mare, standing at just 15 hands, trudged up the barren mountainside. Her head was hanging low as if from weariness, though her sharp crimson eyes told a different story.
Her long, ebony mane and tail rippled out behind her at the sharp breeze, the wind teasing through the silky strands.
She was small, but stream-lined, and clearly very fast once she got moving; her legs were the limbs of a runner.
Once at the summit she halted, nostrils flaring, lifting her head to regard the landscape before her appraisingly. Her red, raptor-like gaze swept over everything there was to see. The mare snorted and shook her head; her sharp, obsidian fangs glinted darkly as the bright sunlight hit them. Sensing the presence of another being, the mare curled up her lip in irritation and moved forwards again.
Then she halted, her muscles tensing.
Something...Wasn't right.
Her eyes scanned the ground before her; though she saw nothing, she had the feeling there was something there, just metres in front of her, at the entrance to the valley she had to cross through.
Not one to go against her instincts, for they had never deceived her in the past, she turned left and started to walk, to see if there was a way around this invisible thing that made her skin prickle.
Nothing.
It was like... A line, of some sort.
A barrier?
Though she was now a good 8 feet back from...Whatever it was, the uneasy feeling did not die down. An inheritance from her dam; not an ability, so to speak, for it was not reliable or rational, but merely a subconcious 'feeling' she sometimes got.
The lone mare shook her mane and blew quietly through her nostrils, before lifting her head up to scent the air, feeling restless.
Others would laugh, tease, and call her a paranoid little package; but Stabinae, although decidedly petite, did not believe herself to be paranoid.
Cautious, suspicious, wary of things she did not understand... These were the key traits that had kept her alive.
Kept her from being broken, both physically as well as mentally, all those years ago.
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Post by KitKat on May 29, 2009 17:37:35 GMT -5
Breeze of the South Breeze jumped aside nimbly from Satans brutal beating and then galloped away biting the new mare as a warning drawing blood and then kept going. She galloped up a hill and then suddenly felt a pain in her stomach, she turned from that direction and galloped over to a clump of trees. She lay down and started to push. It hurt alot being that she didnt usually do this. She pushed and after about an hour a beautiful filly slipt out of her body. She lay there panting and then immediantly stood up and licked the foal. It was beautiful. It was a pure black and white but not just any black and white. It seemed to bled together. She usually hated foals but this one was beautiful. She immediantly noticed two huge fury wings on the foals body. She squealed wondering what else her foal could do. Then she turned around and headed further into the trees. She got to another clearing and her foal nursed hungrily. Then she nuzzled it and lay down exausted. "I will name you my daughter Wild Warrier and i will teach you the ways of the wild well" She lay down and after about an hour she woke up. She ate the grass hungrily and then showed the foal around telling her what life was. She suddenly stopped and froze staring petrified. There in another clearing there stood another forcebreeder. She carefully backed into the trees and then watched "that My little warrier is a forcebreeder." She waited not wanting to be seen. This is Wild Warrier and LA does your stallions powers get handed down coz at the moment Warrier can control barriers.  Ignore the person |
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Post by Thorn on May 29, 2009 22:33:41 GMT -5
Satan had followed the scent of the mare he burst in to the trees, “RESPECT the other mares you low life scum!!” He yelled his voice growing with intensity, he bit Breeze back for biting Pleasure, “Keep acting the way you are and you will NEVER be a prized mare.” He growled and his eyes blazed as his coat was changing color. “Damn mares.” He said partly to himself. As he turned he saw the filly, “WHAT is THAT? Is it a filly or a colt?” He said and walked closer to the bundle.
Heart woke and stretched she went to the noise and found Satan, “There is another mare outside the grounds.” She said and saw the filly, “Oh it’s a girl by the way.”
Satan’s eyes closed, “Tell Black Water to get her.” He growled and then suddenly bit in to Heart and blood streamed from her rear, she took off running and her turned back to the filly and her mom.
(No the barrier power is his and his alone.)
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Post by KitKat on May 29, 2009 22:56:31 GMT -5
Breeze trembled and then reared up in defence. "It is a my daughter and you cant take her away from me". She looked at the small bundle and stared back at the stallion. She drew back keeping close to her foal and said. "I dont give whether i am a prized mare for i can defend for myself and i dont care whether you beat me day and night" She heaved and then watched the huge stallion her eyes wide and scared
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Post by Thorn on May 29, 2009 23:11:24 GMT -5
“Touch Pleasure one more time and your foal…our foal WILL die.” But something in his eye said he wouldn’t do it and he turned and started walking away, but stopped and tried to conceal a smile that he gave the small filly, it was a pleasant one.
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Post by KitKat on May 29, 2009 23:16:15 GMT -5
Breeze of the South
Breeze siged heavely and smiled at the stallion. Then she turned back to her foal. She licked it again and closed her eyes resting from the exitement.
Wild Warrier
Warrier looked at her father through fearfull eyes but when he gave her that smile she whispered "Dad"? it was sort of a question. She heaved herself up and flapped her enormas wings but only to fall back down again. her mother watched her closely knowing she was going to be an adventourous foal and a handful.
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