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Post by remington on Jan 14, 2007 1:45:34 GMT -5
Darkness fell pon the cold terra. Night fall arrived quickly as no stars dared shine down on the vixen rushing through the lands. Shadows loomed every were surrounding the snow ashen ed pelt of the she devil. She had been dubbed Sahara. Why she did not know the reason but thus it was her curse. Every equine who dared approach her met their death. Unless they seemed worthy enough to hear lyrics shed by she. She had no fear and felt no pain. If another hated her it was one less equine to deal with.
The vixen flew through the terra with tassels caught in the breeze and pushed them back wards. Iron daggers struck the cold darkened earth with passion. She lived for killing. Taking the life of others was what kept her alive. She strived for blood. Blood was her passion. The cold earth made no sounds with the thump of her iron daggers as she continued to fly through the terra.
Suddenly auds laid flat against her skull as a figure was seen in her path. The vixen flew faster running straight for it. The figure turned out to be a dark yearling colt. Standing his ground he dared the vixen to approach. She dared. She rammed into him fully with all her weight. The colt fell heavily upon the earth with a screech. The fox spun and thundered back at him and then rose into a full rear and landed heavily upon his skull. The colt moved no more.
Smirk played pon maw as she turned and thundered down her path with full speed showing her true Arabian heritage with pride. Ivories shown at any and all living forms that dared get in her way as she made her way through the deep shadows that loomed over head. She wished to reach a point at which so equine would discover her...
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Post by remington on Jan 17, 2007 18:16:43 GMT -5
In anger of no one appearing auds went back against the fae skull and single dagger rose and fell pon the cold earth in anger. Flames burst from underneath her hoof and she soon set into a walk. With each step fire came from beneath her hooves. Black soot hoof prints could be seen leading into the dark forest.
Suddenly the vixen rose into a rear and came down as a fully grown black wolf. Maw rose to the midnight skies and a howl was emitted. Auds pricked at every noise and soon she lowered herself to the ground and proceeded to prowl around crouched down. Suddenly the wolf leapt into the air and landed heavily upon the dial of an unsuspecting animal. Smirk given as she finished it off and then in a flash if lightning she was an equine again.
Crimson dripped from maw as emotionless orbs scanned the forest with hatred. Were was the lord of this place? Flames emitted from daggers once more as she galloped from the forest into a dark clearing looming with shadows of various creatures...
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Post by remington on Jan 31, 2007 19:31:05 GMT -5
Anger within her orbs beamed out from underneath a thick mass of forlock. Flames appearing from underneath iron daggers she rose bod into a rear. Auds pinned back she landed with a burst of fire from the earth. Think box whirling she spun and raced from the terra with flaming hooves leaving their mark forever pon the kings lands. Why was the king ignoring her. Did she deserve that? NO! She challenged her own thoughts. If this king didn't care to have another member in his herd then he wasn't deserving of her presence. She would find someone else who would care. But then again would anyone ever care about Sahara? Or was she alone?...
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Post by |:|Sammie|:| on Jan 31, 2007 20:28:08 GMT -5
Finally, hearing a call of despair, Phantom strutted over. What did she want? A chance at his heart? Thats what all mares wanted, right? Well too bad, but the passageway was locked. Nothing coming in, nothing coming out. Throwing his forelock away from his optics, the painted stallion walked over.
May I help you?
His words were right to the point, a bit rude.
It was partially his fault he had been late, bu it was also a certain mares he had met on the way. She had stopped him, rubbing up agaist his bod. She had squeled with pleasure as he nudged her away. She had flirted every way possible, and then went to lick his belly. One single kick to the head had done it. The cold carcass would never move again. His hated laugh had been sounded.
He scanned the terrace. Did Sahara think he would not notice the imperfect mark on his canvas? The white on his red? Shaking his head, he spoke once more.
What did the devil curse you?
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Post by remington on Jun 5, 2007 16:42:36 GMT -5
Auds flicked behind she as the devil spoke. Bod rose in a half rear as she pivoted on hind haunches to see the stag. Smirk came cross maw. 'Finally' She thought. Ebon daggers brought her before the stag with a spark coming from beneath them with each step. She had been cursed with several powers. One of which allowed her to bring fire up with her very hooves. The other allowed her to shape shift. Emotionless orbs rolled over the devil. Assuming this was the Lord of the lands she looked to his own eyes. She never dipped her dial in respect. She would do that once he proved himself worthy. Maw parted to speak "My curse be Sahara." She hissed as her tassels swept up in the chilled winds blowing over her pelt. "What have you been cursed?" She hissed once more in a low tone. Her deep ebon orbs never leaving his...
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