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Post by oriental on Feb 8, 2006 13:04:59 GMT -5
Blurred visers guided the glamorous mare into the villa. Only thing was that she was not so glamorous , or beautiful or pretty at the moment . Her vessel carried scars , cuts and bruises and blood poured generously from her . Pure as the blood was, the dove was in deep pain , each tiny step she took .
Gritting her pearly ivories she head her crown low then let out a deep , lonely sigh . The mares heart broken and her frame extremely UN healthy .
The vixen ,who was dubbeded Hieroglyphic princess, had been in great search , for a home , a warrior , and love . Alone for so long the fae had been attacked by wolves and even other equine. Surviving until now.
Collapsing on the ground , taking in short , lifeless lung fulls of oxygen. Just waiting in the long grass , ready to die. |
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Feb 9, 2006 13:51:31 GMT -5
/x. Bound By Life .x\
Short, ruthless steps were taken, for even before seeing the femme Avalanche knew of her dreadful state. Fear for her gripped his heart in a vice of ice. Ywt he knew now the only person who could save her was herself. He stood by, looking intently at the femme. He could not help her, but he called out a whinny, letting her know he was there. The only way she could survive now was by believing she could...and doing it.
/x.The Lord Is 'Pon You.x\
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Post by oriental on Feb 9, 2006 14:01:40 GMT -5
Sounds of the brute awoke her from her death drawn trance. Flutes pricked forward in the direction of him. Slightly tilting her head to look at the stranger , Heiro gave herself energy to turn her body upright to face him.
'Lo She muttered under her wispy breathe , of which was a warm sort. then bowing her head to him. Coco orbs scanning the physique of the fellow. occ~ Sorry it is really short , i have a slight case of writers block [/center] |
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Feb 9, 2006 14:09:18 GMT -5
ooc:// Youre telling me!  ic://
He approached, a rough, tendered whinny escaping his vocal cords. Perhaps it was time to step in, and use the powers given to him by the King of All, the God. Appetite For Destruction had been granted Control of the Elements, and Avalanche had been given Defense and Healing.
And that was what he did now, stpeping forwards with his ice-blue orbs glowing mettalic sapphire for a moment as a soft beam of starlight silver swam, like liquid, from his frame to the feminine's and at last the cool healing spread over her carcass, stopping the bloodflow and healing the wounds.
There. Is that better? He smiled gently, auds flickering as he stepped closer, his 'ptics normal ice again.
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Post by oriental on Feb 9, 2006 14:26:09 GMT -5
Heiro Let out a sigh from within her, a great sigh of relif. Smiling sweetly at the stallion , she whinned loudly and stood up to thank him.
Slowly proping herself up on her pistons , wobbling around at first then geting used to her body weight.
Thank you , kind warrior. thy truely is greatful for the kindest of strangers, she proclaimed , nuzzling him gently with her soft Velveteens. |
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Feb 10, 2006 7:15:04 GMT -5
x/. Remember, my friend, wherever you are .\x
'E smiled at this, soft chasms caressing the happiness the femmora now shared. Although slightly surprised at her touch, he held ground, his pallet high and proud as would any Lyght Lord's be. He nickered softly, and whispered
And will Thee be interested in sharing my loneliness here at Brythem?
x/. His Light will guide you through coal and through tar .\x
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Post by oriental on Feb 11, 2006 6:35:39 GMT -5
Thrilled with the offer , the vixen bobbed her head , letting a slight smile float onto her maw , spreading like wild fire.
Heiro tossed her banner to a side , the gloss of her coat was quickly coming back and her frame was nearly its normal delicate self. Flicking her hazel hock-kisser high in the atmosphere , showing off her pure Arabian heritage.
Dancing around on her dainty daggers and her ooids glaring warmly into his .
Pausing.
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Feb 11, 2006 10:58:40 GMT -5
x./ Remember my friend, wherever you are \x.
The brutus smiled, half - rearing himself with happiness at his new friend and member of Brythem. He said,
I'll take it as a yes then.
He grinned, icy orbs twinkling mischievously, and then on a more serious note
You may start off as a Higher Class Mare, and if ye are faithful and I see hope in thee, you shall progress up the ranks, and maybe one day as a Broodmare in my Harem. Or perhaps even Lead,
He moved closer, swishing 'is beautiful dark chocolate whipbeat happily.
x./ His Light shall guide you through coal and through tar \.x
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