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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 30, 2009 14:19:41 GMT -5
Stabinae did not react to his offer; she remained untouched, almost detatched.
"I have never had any quarrel with the darkness, nor with the 'things' it may bring; usually they know to leave me be."
Despite her rather icy reply, she glanced up at the setting sun.
Damn it to hell, he was right. It was not a good idea to attempt to negotiate the mountains and rugged terrain in the dark, regardless of how well she could see - which was not as well as she would have liked - and the invitation would have been tempting to some.
But not to her; Stabinae did not like to stay in one place for too long, and she definately felt like she'd been here far too long.
However, this time common sense won out, and she inclined her head very slightly.
As in, by a couple of milimetres. Stabinae was not one to show others respect, even formally.
She returned her gaze to the stallion.
At least he wasn't staring anymore; that had really started to irritated her.
"Fine. And you should take care to ensure I am left alone; I do not take kindly to night-time visitors..."
'I do not take kindly', could be roughly translated as 'I'll rip their bloody throats out and eat their spleen if they dare to come near me'.
She may have had an irrational phobia of physical contact, but that apparently did not apply when she was in attacking mode.
"...As for what dominion with which I lie? I do not take sides in anything unless it concerns me, which so far it has not."
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Post by Thorn on May 30, 2009 14:26:38 GMT -5
"You have my permission to leave when you are ready, my barrier will not keep you from leaving." He walked to her touched her quickly and walked in to his land, she would now be able to leave when she wanted.
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Post by dasuke on May 30, 2009 14:57:01 GMT -5
Pleasure looked behind her as Satan walked back into the land. She swished her tail in boredom, not really sure of what to do. She watched the other mares thinking if it would be possible to bring one of them pain or not. Than again with satan back in teh land that would most likely lead to him atacking her, though she didn't care much. That was why she had changed her name to Grim Reaper's Pleasure, anything and everything having to do with pain was like fun to her. If one were to look in her eyes while she caused someone or thing pain they would see joy. A wicked grin spread over her muzzle as she looked at breeze, the mare had done a stupid thing in biting her, glancing back at Satan, a mischievious evil glint in them before her gaze dropped back on Breeze. If Satan hadn't of handled it she would have giving the mare a harsh kick. She stayed where she stood, at the top of a hill as she looked around the herd so a potential mare to pick on. I dare on of them to try and attack me in anyway again and i swear they'll beg for mercy from me. Her nostrils flared a bit at the idea of giving herself to Satan, he seemed the only one stallion in this place worthy of her.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 30, 2009 14:59:28 GMT -5
It took all of Stabinae's self-control not to bite him.
Fortunately he was already walking away, so he did not see her muscles bunch, her eyes flash, and her right foreleg lift slightly off the ground with the urge to lash out; as Stabinae's accuracy was deadly.
As he walked into his land and over the barrier line, Stabinae lowered her head and closed her eyes. Slowly she calmed, and her muscles loosened. She then shifted forwards into a walk; despite her not wanting to cross the barrier, she knew she would have to for water, as there was none to be accessed where she was.
Besides, she had gone without drinking since yesterday evening.
Despite her parched throat and Death Bringer's statement that she could leave when she so wished, Stabinae was still reluctant to step over the barrier. She stood before it for a long moment, nostrils flaring as she regarded the ground in front of her warily.
The last thing she wanted was to be trapped in strange lands.
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Post by Thorn on May 30, 2009 15:01:06 GMT -5
Satan walked to Pleasure and bit her for no apparent reason, he suddenly turned and galloped down the hill and reared waiting for Pleasure to follow.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 30, 2009 15:15:37 GMT -5
Stabinae snorted harshly, irritated at herself; caution was necassary, but hesitation was weak. She stepped into the land firmly, her stride brisk and forceful as she pushed herself towards the lake for water.
Although her body language was not threatening or dominant, it was self-confident, iron-willed, and sent out a clear message.
I carry the weight of the world as the past is unfurled,
but I won't stop to wonder.
Going through this life on my own made me cold as a stone.
I'm a ship, going under.
And I'd tell you this, but I don't know how...
Stabinae had been given her name for a reason.
A 'Nightmare' by name, a nightmare by nature.
Upon reaching the lake she lowered her head to drink; even this normally vulnerable movement seemed guarded, for her crimson gaze was always watching, even as the life-giving water flowed down her gullet...
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Post by dasuke on May 30, 2009 15:33:29 GMT -5
Pleasure kicked up her heels before galloping down to Satan. When she reached him she reared up high , her wings spread out to keep her balanced. When she landed on all fours again the ground shook. Pleasure bobbed her head before lightly nipping Satan's shoulder, cantering off. glancing back at him she flicked her tail, invinting him to follow her.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 30, 2009 15:54:00 GMT -5
Stabinae lifted her head to regard Pleasure's behaviour with little interest. She turned her head away, blowing through her nostrils dismissively, before dropping her head to drink again. Her tail lashed, the silky ebony strands firm and painless against her sensitive flanks.
The way you seem to kill me, a little more each day...
She would never be at ease around stallions. She would never be able to engage in such flirtatious and intimate affairs like Pleasure.
Stabinae's form was untouched on the outside, but on the inside she was scarred, tainted beyond repair.
Yet she could not be fixed, for she was not broken.
Just haunted.
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Post by KitKat on May 30, 2009 18:44:05 GMT -5
Breeze of the South.
Breeze watched the comotion and nuzzled her foal awake. Little one today i am going to teach you something that my mother taught me. She took her small but growing foal to some trees and showed her how to carefully place her small hooves on rocks and edges so they would not be seen. She showed her how to run in streams and never leave a scent or track. She nuzzled her tired filly at the end and lay down in a clearing in the forest something she did regualy. She snorted not wanting any visitors and then closed her eyes, her legs around her foal and drifted of to sleep
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Post by Thorn on May 30, 2009 21:07:34 GMT -5
Satan shot in to a fast gallop after Pleasure, nipping at her heels, his head was in a low snaking position as he herded her. He liked her very much.
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Post by dasuke on May 30, 2009 22:52:25 GMT -5
Pleasure allowed Satan to herd her for a bit before she dropped back to be at his side.Seeing stabinae evil wheels clicked in her head,she was thinking of leaving Satan's side to stir things up a bit,he hadn't exactly told her that she couldn't pick on the other mares.
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Post by Thorn on May 30, 2009 22:58:56 GMT -5
Satan saw Pleasure’s look, “Not that mare, I promised her immunity to all horses in this land, stallions and mares alike.” He slowed and nuzzled her. He saw Heart as she walked around the land and then he saw Amira who still needed to be bred, only she turned into a kelpie and went in to the water.
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Post by dasuke on May 30, 2009 23:32:37 GMT -5
Pleasure slowed and shook her head,my mind kept going back to breeze but pleasure didn't go after mares with foals,the risk of the foalgetting hurt or even killed was too great.She saw Satan look at some mares,she flicked her tail and lifted it slightly; letting her scent drift towards him.She looked over the mares,to make it look as if she didn't have any clue of what was going on.
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Post by Thorn on May 30, 2009 23:37:12 GMT -5
He sniffed the air and nipped her lightly. It was tempting to just climb on to her and one more whiff, he threw himself onto her back and snagged some mane he inserted his tool and pumped hard and fast as hard as he could, his teeth bit her whiters and his fronts hit her sides.
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Post by dasuke on May 30, 2009 23:58:40 GMT -5
Pleasure felt Satan mount and enter her.She stayed relaxed until he nipped her whiters and his front hit her sides.Her ears pinned as she turned her head toward him,a warning but respectful look in her eyes.She didn't care ghat he was in her,in fact that had been her plan all along but she didn't appreciate his front legs hitting her sides.
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