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Duchess has Arrived

~>Long, white pillars carried the regal beast over the land, down towards the water. Her spotted body shown in the sun, and a slight breeze tickled her mane and tail. She was picture perfect, and she knew it. She walked with a grace only a royal should own. Her eyes took in everything around her, and shown like those of a godess.

~>Duchess came here for one reason, and one only, power. She knew what she deserved and sought out to earn it. She would do as her mother taught her. She would win the heart of a king, bring him to his knees for her, and help him rule his land. It was not that she needed to be in charge, no, she knew her place. She knew it was her job to serve her king. But she would be placed below no one else but him.

~>Her long neck arched out as she let out a shrill cry. "Come all beast of so called power. Show yourself to me and bring no queen. Dont waste my time and Ill make yours worth while."

~>She stood, poised and ready to turn on the charm. She had set out to become a queen, and that was what she would do. Or die trying. It was her destiny, who she had been raised to become. Every moment of her life had thus far been spent working up to this moment.

Mask: Duchess, regal beast of no alliance.
Words: I dont know, the word counter sti9ll wont work for me
Notes: Lead Stallions only please. Id like one to become encaptured by her. I think it will be a fun plot to play out.

[Nevaeh]

Malfoy
Cheeky as Cheeky can be

Dark grey legs moved me forward as I came towards the lighter side of Midnight Acres, why was I going towards the lighter side of this land I had no clue, but I had passed though the graveyard on my where to here, but where was I heading. I missed my mum, even though I hated her for being bossy and I hated her for telling me off, but I did love her, how could you not love your parents even though you hate them.

As my dark grey pillars lead my dark dapple grey back towards the waterfall, the very first time I had been back here in my whole eight years. Black orbs looked around then I caught something out the corner of my orbs I saw a horse, as I caught the scent I knew it was a mare, coming to a halt not to far away. as I heard the shrill cry from the mare.

You know you sound like a little foal when you do that, not a wrench. my long pink tongue came out of my mouth licking my grey maw, as my white banner flicked lightly against my dark dapple grey flanks.
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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Malfoy
Muse: so-so
Comments: Malfoy, will get better

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RAGE

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Blood still boiled from my encounter with Nox; I needed to get away from Sunset Meadows. I wanted to explore like the good old days before I kicked Chaos’ ass. I knew sooner or later I would have to face Intrepid, my newest mortal enemy. Hopefully I would kick that brute’s ass as well. Shrill lyrics flowed to my ears and they perked up curiously.
A chuckle escaped my lips; perhaps a new acquaintance would settle my rattled nerves. Hopefully this ‘acquaintance’ would be feel and a new breeding partner. The more likely candidates that showed in Sunset Meadows, the more likely I would have a son and a Queen. The more mares I had the more likely I would have a son. Then if I was bore more then one son then the colts would prove themselves to me as likely heirs.
Carcass carried me towards the shrill voice. I didn’t rely on smell just hearing and my hearing was superb. It was all because of that mare Anntho and the bastard Zarian. I quickly stepped in front of the mare, a smile on my face. Face turned to the other stallion, I recognized him. He was an enemy of Black, well now I had blackmail over him.
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[ultimatefaker]

~x~ Ears flattened at the first brutes lyrics, and her head turned slowly. "i never sound like anything but a lady m'league." She said with a tuck of a leg in a deep and graceful bow. She eyed the large stallion and made a mental note of his scent. Her proud body stayed poised and unmoving, not a hair out of place. She was a good sized Appaloosa, with wide hips, perfect for baring an hier, and she knew it. Her deep and dazzling eyes took in the brutes own eyes as she let an elegant smile cross her face. "Tis a pleasure to meet such a brute as yourself non-the-less"

~x~ A second brute arrived, this one with a bit more manners. Her fascade turned to him now and a brow raised. So this one was a king? Her smile became more tempting and she let a single leg move. It raised and landed again, as her head bowed to the brute. "I have been blessed by the name of Duchess as I am a regal beast of Royal blood." It was only half a lie. She didnt care, she wasnt from around here, they didnt know her past or the horses in it. To tell by looks, she very well could have been full blood royalty.

~x~ Her banner flicked, sending into the air a strong scent of the season. Muzzle lowered to her forlock, biting at the fly that had settled there. Every movement timed, and persecuted with perfection. She was a prize to be had, even with diry blood. And, she would setlle for nothing less than the title of queen.

[Nevaeh]

Malfoy

As I heard more hooves coming closer and closer towards where I stood, as I saw the new horse, I knew it was a stallion from the way he walked plus he also said his name, and I also heard what both of their names where. I had sort of herd the name Rage before, but why would I be interested . as I half listen to what they where saying and doing. What was I doing here I had no clue, how come where ever I go there is always other around, first the filly, who knows of Black Champagne. I would really not be surprised if one of both of these horses know if him, or heard of him.

I snorted as I saw the mare who I had learned called herself Duchess, and what she had said I just had to have a little chuckle, I did not know if it was true or not and I really did not care.
You two are just typical show offs. All you do is just show off, don’t you just sick of being show offs?

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Malfoy
Muse: So-so
Comments: erm
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RAGE

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Eyes rolled lazily back into my head as I listened to the other stallion declare how much of show offs we were. A low chuckle escaped my lips and, like a snake, I arched my head and struck at him, recoiling my head moments later. Teeth were ready to bite into flesh at any given moment and my back legs were poised to strike at the sign of danger. I placed myself between the brute and the lady to ensure her safety over mine. I listened carefully, trying to spot and hear his movements before they happened.
Instead my mind was full of the mares breathing, in, out, in, out. A smile touched my kissers for a moment then faded as I waited for the other brute to strike. If he dared we would take this to the battlegrounds. I still had the scars and a bit of blood, despite the constant rain of winter, from my battle with Chaos but I was still at almost full health. I also had some extra bipolar anger in me, a useful thing that could ensure my victory.
Neck rolled around in its sockets, popping it once to the left and once to the right. Legs still poised to twist around and strike out, a blow to the face or if possible the genitalia. Mind raced with strategies and plans to make sure I could protect myself and still keep the stallion and mare away from each other. Orbs scanned my surroundings, looking for a nearby tree or rock I could possibly slam the brute into to break a rib or more. It was all coming to me now, why hadn’t I thought of this with Zarian or Anntho, Maybe even Chaos, which could have stopped some injuries that he delivered to my grey frame.
“Strike me if you dare brute and it shall be the last thing you ever do. You can call me a show off all you want, I know I am, but call this fair lady one and your going to have to answer to me,” a low growl escaped my lips and I bared my teeth to show how serious I was.
I wondered if he would strike me. Legs still poised to strike, carcass defending the mare. Blood pumping through my veins began to pick up and I saw red. I certainly hoped I would have to go psycho in front of this mare but I would if needed to. A need to protect this mare was the only thing that called me to do so.
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The Comments of the Creator:Great muse and its 7:00 am! No muse required!! Hope you like the post. Sorry if you guys thinks its to long I could always shorten them later.

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[ultimatefaker]

~x~ Duches looked at the brute who called her a showoff. "Well, when you have something to show off, its only natural to show it off." She said coldly a touch of fire in her eyes. Then, Rage struck out in attack at the brute. Duchess rolled her eyes slightly. "Im sure I can defend my own honor your highness." She said cooly, stepping out from behind his protection.

~x~ She circled the brute with evil intent. "You never gave your name, or does that entitle showing off as well?" She said, coming around the back of the dark brujo. Looking him over as she tred the ground around his body. He smelled of less male hormone than the other, so she figured he had yet to be with a femora. Her brow raised. "So, You are so tightly drawn because you are yet to feel the release of a womans touch?" She asked, nipping at his neck in a teasing jesture.

ooc: sorry its short, Im not in the best of moods

[Nevaeh]

Malfoy
Cheeky as Cheeky can be

My dark dapple grey auds half listened to what the other brute was saying towards me, my black orbs watched him as he moved in front of my body and in front of the wrenches body. It was all of theses horses around here were show offs, trying to impress on another, to take either one home into their herd, but why what was the point in that? as I heard the word fight, and watched as the stallion called Rage moved his neck towards me, with his ivory out daring me to fight him. Why not make my day Rage? Why not give me a bite, and make a good day for me. Why fight you, fighting is bad for health and you cannot good exploring.

[/size] my long pink tongue came out at the mention of blood and licked my dark grey lips.

Black orbs watched as the mare moved towards me, my dark auds pinned back against my skull underneath my white mane, I really was not interested in mares, as I heard the mare’s vocals. Why would I care, Mares are no good, just make stallions behave as if they were special, and two watching fighting is no good either.[/size] My black orbs watched the mare actions around me, but I knew if they wanted me they would have to give me a reason of why I should do what they say. I don’t need or want anything from wrenches like you. as my white banner flicked against my dark dapple grey body.

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Malfoy
Muse: So-So
Comments: It went at the end.
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RAGE

"Nothing but an old warhorse."[/center] [/font]

A ferocious roar, less then a lion but more then a kittens, escaped my throat as I surged forward to get right in the other stallions face. I didn’t like stallions that treated women badly and I didn’t like the word wench coming from his mouth. I swore by Nova’s Peak if he says it one more time I will take him to the Battlefields. Hooves were no longer poised to strike out, I was about to adopt a new strategy. Blood flow quickened and I saw red more then usually, scent was completely wiped out and I was prepared to strike with force.
The thoughts I had previously been thinking faded to be replaced by hateful ones. My life was originally about fighting and now I had more anger. I was feeling even stranger then when I had let loose my anger on Nox. This was a stallion and I was sure that I would let loose on him if he tempted me. I wanted to taste his blood on my lips.
“Call her a wench again, and see what happens.”
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[ultimatefaker]

~x~Duchess, was the one to back up as Rage charged forward. Her ears flattened, and concern crossed her face for a moment, then she had control once more. Cooly, she pushed herself between the two brutes, facade directed at Rage. "He isnt worth it, I believe you have more important things to worry about." She said in a flirty tone of voice, teasing the brute into distraction, her back under his chin. Even in anger, there was no way he didnt smell her.

~x~She flicked her tale to make sure of it. "So Rage, what of this land you claim to be king of?" She turned, pushing the king back, further away from the brute he had been ready to fight. Not in a disrespectfull way, no, that was not like her, she was making sure he knew what her body felt like against his chest. For, she planned that it would be there often, in the future. She smiled at him, a taunting, seductive smile.

~x~"Show me what makes you better than him." She said, poking at his pride, something she was sure would get him going. No stallion would turn down a chance to show off what was his, especially to a prospective mate. A glance at Malfoy, showed him and only him that he had hurt her, but it soon vanished and she returned her attention to the king. "What makes you great Rage?"

[Nevaeh]

Malfoy

I just let a little chuckle come out of my maw as my dark black orbs watched as the grey brute, it looked like I hit a nerve of his, I watched Rage as I half listen to what he was towards me, Oh is someone seems angry to day. Looks like you got up on the wrong side of the cave.

[/size] shaking my crown as my white laid against my right hand side of my cross breed neck, as my long pink tongue came out, as I began to think of the blood I had seen in my lifetime around Midnight Acres.
Dark grey eyelids came down over my black orbs, as I blinked, I saw that the mare who called herself Duchess walked in between me and the other grey brute.

Rage in a rage?, That’s right Rage do want the wrench tells you to do. Well I really cannot say lady, fae, mare, because they are all to light to say.[/size] my lyrics were still cheeky, but not evil as I could get, I knew I was a dark but the fun thing about this was I had all ready touch enough of another stallion and I had not been here that long at all. I caught the sight from the one whom I knew called herself Duchess, I gave a look back as if saying fun is just as good, my long pink tongue came out and licked my dark grey maw.

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Malfoy
Muse: So-So
Comments: It went at the end.
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RAGE

"Nothing but an old warhorse."[/center] [/font]

Her back propped up my chin, making a comfortable chin rest. I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to seduce me and poke at my pride so that I didn’t murder the brute. I snorted in a low tone, hiding my disgust. I could smell the mare; I could smell anything really not since Anntho basically killed my smell.
But I could hear, and I could tell she had a low thrumming like noise coming from her throat. Maybe it was my attracting to her, or maybe she was doing it on purpose. “I hale from Sunset Meadows, we have many mares and not some many males. I am hoping for a son, soon,” I stated in a lazy tone, never letting my eyes drift from the other stallion. I lowered my head but only managed to get down to her belly. I raised my head back up, I had intended on biting off some grass.
Eyes still watched the brute and I listened to the words that were exchanged. “Make fun of my name again brute and I’ll rip your throat out.” My tone was soft and I was basically inviting him to do it. I dared the nameless brute to make any movement that would provoke me. I was eager for a fight.

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[ultimatefaker]

~x~She too stared down the nameless beast. He had intrigued her, but she had priorities and they where in order. She would come back later for this fiesty brujo. Eyes set on him, she spoke to Rage, sounding if anything, distracted. "Show me this land great King?" Her tone did not stop her from continuing with the teasing of the king. She shifted her wieght so that her rump moved under his chin, and when he lowered his head she shifted again to be beside him instead of in front.

~X~The king raised his head once more, and she proceeded to nip at the skin of it, toying with the brute more. "So many mares and your yet to have a son?" She said blinking at him innocently. "Guess you should keep trying..." She gave a 'come and get me' grin and turned away from him, peeling off his side and walking towards the way he had come. She knew the only way to become queen would be to have a colt, no matter she managed to make him love her or not.

~x~She had been her mothers only foal, and had been cursed a fem. Would this mean she would bare a filly? She hoped not, though something in her wanted a girl to love, she knew she needed a boy. She hoped the gods would sanswer her prayers for one. She hoped the king even gave her the chance of having one.

Notes:eh.. not good but what can ya do?

[Nevaeh]

Malfoy

Black orbs watched as I noticed as the mare started to walk off, but the look on the other grey brute made my insides giggle with laughter, as I someone had putting laughing gas in my drinking water. To me the stallion Rage was very easy to wind up, to me he was so easy that it was so untrue. I just had to had a chuckle esacpe my dark grey maw, Looks like little Rage is in a temper tantrum.

[/size] as my long white banner flicked against my dark dapple grey flanks, my grey auds where neither prick forward nor where they pinned right back, my long pink tounge came out of my maw and licked my dark grey lips.
What a shame Rage has to be treat like a little foal Rage lost his king’s crown?[/size] I then licked my lips after I had said that, I then gave a little chuckle towards myself.

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Malfoy
Muse:so
Comments: Very Cheeky.
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