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Post by racechick on Apr 28, 2009 20:19:24 GMT -5
Royal Rain
Royal entered the grounds, her head in the clouds and her shadowy figure drifting with them. She looked around and spotted no other horses, and returned to her horse form. Her wild mane and sweeping tail hung low, as she walked about. She whinnied loudly, hoping some neutral stag would come about and claim her. The stag wouldn't know what hit them when she returned to his land, and she didn't want them to know either.
A silent laugh rang in the back of her mind, and an evil smile curled on her maw. She shook the smile off her face, and let a more inviting smile rest there. She whinnied again, rolling her coal black orbs. She was tired of waiting already, but knew she might be there a bit longer. |
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Post by Thorn on Apr 29, 2009 18:56:47 GMT -5
A Andalusian stallion galloped in to the land, he bucked and twisted, then threw his nose to the air and smelt the mare, he went to her, and circled her slowly, in a nice soaring canter, he brought his legs up high and brought them down with a thud, his fine muscular body shimmered in the sun. He slowed to a light floating walk then stopped in front of the mare and bowed his head, “Hello, may I ask your calling?” He reared a little and tucked his head to his chest, he looked very noble.
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Post by racechick on Apr 29, 2009 21:13:59 GMT -5
Royal Rain
"My calling is Royal Rain, put call me Royal." She said, her voice as sweet as honey. She pranced around him, eyeing his body. He was handsome, but she stuck to her plan. She pushed her nose to the stallion's neck, smelling his aroma. |
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Post by Thorn on Apr 30, 2009 19:14:17 GMT -5
He held still not wanting to scary her, “So…What are you doing here?” He said he turned and looked at her, she had a nice black coat he liked that, “Are you looking for a land? Maybe the position for lead?” He had that look about him, one that said I can be good or bad. He smiled to her.
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Post by racechick on May 3, 2009 21:23:14 GMT -5
Royal Rain
The mare tossed her delicate head and smiled at the stag. "Only if the lead position is open will I go." She told him, swishing her long coal colored tail. She trotted around him, eyeing him intensly. |
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Post by Thorn on May 3, 2009 21:29:20 GMT -5
“Are you willing to fight the puny mare that calls herself lead?” He asked he smiled wickedly, and looked at her intent on knowing her answer. He looked devious, willing to do anything, maybe to even forcer her.
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Post by racechick on May 5, 2009 18:53:07 GMT -5
Royal Rain
The mare let out a laugh, "Of course I would." She informed him, and his look caught her eye. He looked like most of the forcers she had come across, and she turned her rump to him. She pushed her rump into his chest, "Is that what you want?" She asked, a devilish smile on her face. She winked at the stallion, and pushed her tail out of the way. |
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Post by Thorn on May 5, 2009 19:22:09 GMT -5
He thought quickly, “Only if that is what you want me to do.” He lifted an eyebrow and smiled.
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Post by racechick on May 5, 2009 23:53:32 GMT -5
Royal Rain
"I do." She said, tucking her maw. She winked at him again, then released the tension in her neck. "After we are done here..... we can go back to your terra?" She asked, turning her head around to meet his gaze. |
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Post by Thorn on May 6, 2009 14:56:54 GMT -5
He nodded and mounted her, he grabbed some mane and inserted his tool, he pumped his seeds in to her, at one point he went a little rough, but then went easier, he grunted and groaned with pleasure. White fluid fell everywhere. He dismounted and nodded toward his land, “Let’s go.”
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Post by racechick on May 7, 2009 19:25:14 GMT -5
Royal Rain
A grunt of pleasure escaped the mare's maw, as the stallion went to work. She smiled at the stag, then nodded. She dropped into her shadowy form, following his shadow back to his terra.
OOC- Which terra is his? |
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Post by Thorn on May 7, 2009 20:31:07 GMT -5
(In the Forcer’s Land… Yeah, forgot to tell you…Post in the thread already there.)
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