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Post by rayvencullen. on Apr 21, 2009 16:14:16 GMT -5
Out in the summer night there seemed to be no one out and about, the birds were all asleep with their babies in the trees and all the forest animals were asleep in their chosen homes ; but not everyone was asleep, oh no. Underneath the pale moonlight she would have stood rather peacefully if it wasn't for the few open wounds that had swollen her mahogany coloured neck, but atleast the predators couldn't exactly see where she had been injured. As of right now she was pretty content standing under that old oak tree, every know and then shaking her refined crown to rid of the silver ringlets of tresses that would eventually cascade down upon her shoulder and turn a fresh and angry red colour, but after a few moments of silence the small mare allowed her weight to shift from leg to leg until she was walking at a steady pace.
Who in the world was she? She hadn't been seen in the lands of the Acres, so her name hadn't had the proper time to float around in enter people's brains, now did it. Buffy was her name and she had barely enough time to turn the age of two, so her features were still those of youth. Body was still extremely slender, don't get her wrong her diet is very steady, but it was like she couldn't gain the muscle that she needed but she had been told by her siblings they were there somewhere - so she wouldn't complain about it. Whatever they said is whatever she'd go along with, for she wasn't one to fight with those who are bigger and stronger than her. That was not how Buffy rolled.
Her treading steps had taken her to the river that would offer her some water to drink to parch her thirsty throat. Lowering her head to a considerable angle she dipped her black lips into the swirling crystal water and parted them slightly, allowing the liquid to slip within her cavern and slide gracefully down her larynx. Silver whipcord would slash lazily at her haunches and barrels and when she arose her head and allowed her chocolate gaze to scan over the dark terra she felt completely alone. Cage rattled in a soft call, coaxing anyone out to meet her whether or not it was someone to make a friend with or someone that would end her life. But either way she was begging for the things to come out. "Now now, come out and play with the vampire slayer.."
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Post by rayvencullen. on Apr 26, 2009 16:16:56 GMT -5
updated especially for chu trill.
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Post by rayvencullen. on May 7, 2009 10:08:27 GMT -5
if this thread is not replied to by 6:00PM it will be opened to everyone. |
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