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Post by Thorn on May 31, 2009 0:09:55 GMT -5
After five minutes he dismount and nipped her, his way of seeing if she was okay he stood proud. His grey Andalusian coat shimmered in the sun.
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Post by dasuke on May 31, 2009 0:47:23 GMT -5
Pleasure lightly nipped him back,lightly rubbing her head against his shoulder.She stood next to him,her eyes looking over the land as the sun made her black coat shine along with her white markings.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 31, 2009 7:47:53 GMT -5
Hm... So it appeared he was serious about his offer, and wasn't going to go back on his word.
For now, anyway.
Stabinae ignored the two as she left the lakeshore, her thirst satisfied. She had other need requirements, too, such as food and rest; both were tempting, but for the moment they would have to wait.
Stabinae halted beneath the shade of a clump of trees, and watched for potential threats. She had seen the way Pleasure had eyed her earlier, and was not about to be caught off guard; a rare occurance, seeing as she was alert and watchful nearly all the time.
After a while, she let sensibility and common sense have their way and dropped her head to graze, keeping an eye out.
At the distance she was from all other equines, she would have plenty of time to react if they so much as looked at her funny.
Although fatigue was a distant yet alluring pull at the edge of her thoughts, Stabinae refused to give in. To her, sleep was simply not an option in a stranger's land.
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Post by dasuke on May 31, 2009 13:39:08 GMT -5
Pleasure shook her head as she walked toward stabinae calmly.her body language and eyes showed that she would cause any trouble.When she reached her she flicked her ears around before relaxing her alert like stance.'hello, i'm sorry about the look i gave you earlier,that's just my way of seeing how strong another mare is.you seem stronger than the other mares here,i respect that.'
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 31, 2009 14:29:56 GMT -5
Stabinae lifted her head and watched Pleasure approach, her sharp, raptor-like gaze unwaveringly steady. She remained on guard, more out of habit than personal suspicion towards the other mare; Stabinae was just not used to relaxing around others.
"Apology accepted. It is understandable that you would test a stranger, but rest assured that I have no intention of remaining here much longer. therefore, your respect is not exactly neccassary."
Her voice was quiet yet powerful; the voice of one who was strong-willed and independant, and did not show weakness in front of others.
Stabinae turned her head away, regarding the distant form of Death Bringer for a long moment. She was not staring, however; in fact, it was as if she was merely looking in his direction, and seeing something else entirely.
Memories.
This pain I think about it everyday, it tells me I'm never gonna get away.
I know it's over, but I can't escape, memories and how to face another day...
"As for my appearing stronger than other mares here... Perhaps that is merely because I have experienced more than they have, and the rules for survival have sunk in deeper..."
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Post by dasuke on May 31, 2009 16:11:19 GMT -5
Pleasure flicked her tail,merely for no reason other than boredom.She had thought this place would be where she would feel at home, but so far the only pleasurable thing she saw was Satan killing another stallion by crushing him to death.She would love to get back at that breeze mare,but she'd have to find a time when the foal wasn't near her.Pleasure walked towards tha water,lowering her neck to get a drink.She pawed the water with her right foreleg to cool herself down.When she was done she looked around
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Post by KitKat on May 31, 2009 16:18:48 GMT -5
Breeze of the South
Breeze stood atop a hill top her foal beside her. She looked down at the mare Pleasure and siged. Her beautiful black and white patches coaught the rays of the sun. She trotted down the hill not really ready for what she was going to do. She trotted up to Pleasure her foal beside her and looked her in the eye "Pleasure i know we got of to a bad start but i dont want us to be enemys when we are living together. I am sorry for biting you but i wasnt happy that day." She waited for the mares answer and then turned around. She saw her foal away from her up on the same hill she acts like shes going to be queen of the world. She looked back at Pleasure her ears flickering back and forth |
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 31, 2009 16:49:34 GMT -5
Stabinae turned her head away from Satan, her demeanor resuming its cool, dismissive personae. She watched Breeze and Pleasure by the lakeshore with little real interest, keeping one eye on Breeze's foal, which had wandered off alone.
A mother herself, with two full-grown offspring, Stabinae had always been kinder towards youngsters. Their innocence and vulnerability brought out her compassionate side; or at least, the remnants of it.
She missed her daughter. And her son.
The suddeness of that simple realisation surprised her; after all, both were fully grown, independant young equines with a bright future, gifted with intelligence and special powers, and with no real enemies in these lands. It was not rational for her to worry about them, when she knew they were doing so well.
Still, life was not always rational. She would leave here when she could, and ensure she saw them. Then, she would be able to relax again, and shake off these foolish thoughts.
I hope your tears are few and fast
I hope your dreams come true and last
I hope you find love that goes on and on and on and on and on, I hope you wish on every star
I hope you never fall too far
I hope this world can see how wonderful you are...
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Post by dasuke on May 31, 2009 17:34:35 GMT -5
Pleasure looked at Breeze, she had apoligized about biting her the other day.'alright, i forgive you.Cute daughter by the way.' Pleasure had such a bored look about her,she looked around the land her head trying to think of possible ways to stir things up a bit.A slight smirk on her face she stomped her her hoof a few times and was delighted to see lightning shoot across the sky.This was starting to give an idea.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 31, 2009 17:56:02 GMT -5
Stabinae saw the smirk on Pleasure's muzzle, and resisted the temptation to roll her eyes.
Great... Let's hope she doesn't include me in her 'stirring things up'...
She lashed her tail and dropped her head to graze again, continuing to keep an eye on both the mares and, occasionally, glance over at the filly.
Good thing she'd decided not to rest, because at this point dropping her guard like that would be suicidal.
Pleasure saying that she respected her did not mean that she wouldn't turn on her, so Stabinae was going to keep an eye out for the discord-loving mare, and ensure she left Stabinae out of her little deeds.
Absently, her thoughts turned to Gasta; a smile pulled briefly at her lips as she remembered how the filly had always had trouble sleeping at night, and insisted on Stabinae singing to her every night before she could fall asleep. She'd fallen in love with a particular lullaby, and wouldn't go to sleep without it. After she was weaned and Stabinae left her with Sotir so that she could roam alone, Gasta had made Sotir sing it to her instead; the young stallion had been mortified, though he didn't show it, but as much as he disliked it he simply didn't have the heart to decline such a request, bizarre as it was.
As far as Stabinae knew, he still sang it quietly to her every night out of habit; only he had modified it a little...
Hush, Little Crimson,
The shadows will rise from the deep
and carry you down into sleep
Hush, the shadows will rise from the deep
and carry you down into sleep.
Guileless daughter,
I'll shape your beliefs
And you'll always know that your father's a thief
And you won't understand the cause of your grief
But you'll always follow the voices beneath you
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Only to me.
Guileless daughter
Your spirit will hate him
The serpent who married
our mother,
the traitor,
And you will expose
his puppeteer behaviour,
For you are the proof of how he betrayed her
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Only to
me.
Hush, Little Crimson,
The shadows will rise from the deep
and carry you down into sleep
Hush, the shadows will rise from the deep
and carry you down into sleep.
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Only to
me.
Guileless daughter,
Each day you grow older
Each moment I'm watching my prophecy unfold
For the child of my body,
the flesh of my soul
Will die in returning the birthright he stole from me
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty
Loyalty Loyalty Loyalty Only to me.
Hush, Little Crimson,
The shadows will rise from the deep
and carry you down into sleep
Hush, the shadows will rise from the deep
and carry you down into sleep...
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Post by Thorn on May 31, 2009 20:47:35 GMT -5
Satan watched the herd, “Where is Horror?” He asked himself.
“Pist.” A voice from the water said to Pleasure.
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Post by Dream on May 31, 2009 21:33:26 GMT -5
Crone brought in Death and the newest mare, Prize. He bellowed out for the leaders.
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Post by Thorn on May 31, 2009 21:58:35 GMT -5
Satan galloped to where Crone stood, "See the mare over there?" He said indicating to the black one who stood alone, "She is not to be harmed. Who is this, and why do you see her as a prize?" He snorted fiercely.
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on May 31, 2009 21:59:58 GMT -5
Stabinae turned her head to regard Crone, Death and Prize. Although her eyes were cool, her demeanor verging on dismissive, mentally she was suspicious of the new arrivals.
She was always suspicious of strangers, after all; as for stallions...
She could barely tolerate their very presence so nearby, and Crone in particular she already heavily disliked.
He'd better have the sense to leave me be...
But with a sudden, sickening jolt, Stabinae realised how unlikely that would be.
Because right now, she'd just come into season.
Dammit to hell... Not now, not now!...
She remained statue-still, slowly clamping her tail down to minimize the scent, her raptor-like gaze harsh, sharp, guarded.
Now, holding off her fatigue earlier and not catching a snatch of rest while she could seemed a very foolish thing to do.
She'd weakened herself even more.
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Post by Thorn on May 31, 2009 22:05:08 GMT -5
Satan smelt her, "If any stallion or mare touches that one over there." He said refering to Stabinea, "I'll kill them. I promised her immuneity and she will god damn well get it." He gave Crone a hard look.
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