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Post by rayvencullen. on Mar 18, 2009 15:29:02 GMT -5
THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT Albino tressels slapped at her chest as she stood rather motionless in the snow-covered field, both auditories slipped back into her hair but eyes were closed, not viewing the world like she should have been. Then again years of training heightened her sense of hearing, so she didn't need to see the danger. The snow was up to her knees, but she didn't care. She had peace, that was until her eyes snapped open and her nares flared, head snapping back against her spine sending her tressels flying backwards and gleaming wickedly in the sunlight overhead. Oh, it was just a passing butterfly. Why would it be out in winter?
Watching as the blue and white butterfly flapped it's wings around her pink muzzle until it's small body landed on the space between her nares. Infuriated, the mare twitched her shoulder muscles and laid her ears back, trying to ignore the girly thing lain in front of her nose. It seemed the bug had been grinning evilly just to torture her so she tossed her lip back, watching the butterfly fly away a few feet before she lashed out, outstretching her nape quickly and enveloping the bug in her mouth, chewing it casually before spitting it out. Picking up her nose again she turned it southwards, nose twitching again. "Rage? Are you out there?"
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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 18, 2009 16:58:08 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." Grey carcass moved skillfully through the snowy grassland, dodging every rock that might jut out to make him trip. He knew this region quite well after all he had lived her for over a year. He had been called out of his slumber by a mare's voice. It wasn't a very familiar one so it couldn't be Blair's. My left side burned like wild fire and I swore like a sailor who had just cut his thumb off.
I shouldn't have been out here, not in this cold and especially not with my injuries. I moved around another rock that jutted out, trying to trip me and fall on my accursed left side. It seemed a lot of things happened to my poor left side. Zarian and Chaos both had broken my ribs. I barely remembered Zarian and I's fight, it seemed like a blur and just a distant memory.
But I knew something had happened to my left side. Chaos had managed to break my ribs when I flipped. I still wasn't sure if it had been a tree stump or Chaos I had tripped over and I didn't really care. I slid to a stop as I saw Butterfly Effect eat a butterfly. My eyes widened as I saw her and memories flew back into my mind.
"Hello Effect."
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Post by rayvencullen. on Mar 20, 2009 12:58:50 GMT -5
Silently refined head turned towards the sound the brute's voice, ears slicked back but not in a bad or threatening way, just in shock to see how he looked. "Holy shit," she muttered, leaping into the air to dash through the thick blankets of snow to flounce over to him. "What happened?" She asked silently, running her tongue over the blood on his gray coat, nares open wide and eyes flaming with a burning passion to hurt the one who had done this.
Leaning back against her hind legs she tilted her head, awaiting an answer but when she got none she smirked. "Was it cause I squished the poor little flying beast?" She tutted, shaking her head slinging her white tresses upon her nape until her eyebrow rose but slowly fell again, lowering her head still awaiting his words.
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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 23, 2009 15:08:20 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." “Lets just say I had a little run in with Chaos,” I said with a hint of a smile.
She seemed to be teasing him. The mare was much like her sister but much more beautiful. He remembered the run in he had had with her back when he had served Chaos. Painful memories came swelling back and he winced slightly. Orbs closed as he remembered.
He had returned back to Silent Woods with Asthela. He had called to Zarian to come and a stallion had been stalking him. Zarian had scared the other brute away. Zarian had struck out at me, yelling that I called foolishly called him master. That’s when we went to the battlegrounds and fought, the gods declared him victor.
“What is it you want Effect,” I asked warily.
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