Cursed Love
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Post by Cursed Love on Jul 5, 2006 1:36:05 GMT -5
[Ha, compliments to buy my trust, am I wrong] she lowered her head again, deep in thought. 'Join the herd' shot through her thinkbox 'Dont' shot another through in her thinkbox. A dagger came to heavily, her injured leg screamed in pain. 'Enough!' she thought to herself. she said at last. Danger always excited her, this time no different. She then waited for his response.
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Post by london on Jul 5, 2006 14:36:45 GMT -5
His skull nodded as his dial arched, mug nipped her mane in sheer affection. Come then I ask of you to join me in Death Valley Lyri spoke calmly. His lithe turned, he looked back hopes of her following filled his attic. Melarkies stood vertical, daggers lifted tall as he cantered forth wards his realm. The whole while he spoke of his herd to the new contessa There is my lead mare, Venomous. I dare you to not mess with her A smirk lined his features for he knew of his temptress's evil ways. Dark swarmed within her mass as it did his own.
There is also Flying Colors, who will probably be quite angered by you comming into the herd. She was claimed, so she is not really cherished in my organ as you shall be. Dial turned as he looked forth at the fem. He nipped her mane once more. Our youth is Rose. She was born only a little while ago so don't mind her clumsy actions nor her idle brain. And then Salt and Pepper, a harsh stag. He is quite a brute but he grows on you Vox rumbled forth a laughter thinking of the bronc who once battled him.
ooc| Meet me in Politics Herd, in Death Valley.
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