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Post by ! CHOCOLATE BUNNY ! on Apr 26, 2009 21:32:31 GMT -5
Alicia
Oh sweetheart put the bottle down You got too much talent I see you through those bloodshot eyes There's a cure you found it Slow motion sparks You caught that chill Now don't deny it But boys will be boys
What the hell is this place all about? A place to find a mate or a place to just find anything? Why is it called Dream Falls? Why are there so many mares around these parts? These are all good questions that were floating around Alicia's white head as she walked forward, Her tail swatting away all the flies that were hovering over her sweaty body. Yes, She was witnessing a very hot summer day and she hated it. In her opinion, She thought this place was hotter than hell. You might be surprised but Alicia wasn't, Hell isn't all that hot and humid. And you must be wondering, How the hell does she know how hot hell is? Well she doesn't but she doesn't feel the heat coming off the earth and since hell is beneath the Earth's very crust that everyone was walking upon and nobody burned their hooves or anything so why the hell was it so hot? Did the ultraviolet radiation sink through the ozone layer that was suposed to be protecting us from the dangerous rays? Damn the fucking ozone layer, It's not like we will burn up if we didn't have the ozone layer, Would we? Never mind that, Alicia was too bored to think about the stupid ozone layer.
Alicia's pure white forelock stuck to her sweaty head as she walked forward, Her face was beaded with sweat. Her forelock and mane were soaked and was sticking against her neck and face. She was pretty annoyed with her hair and she just wanted to die. "Helloooo?? Anybody hereee??" Alicia called out, Her happy voice sounded like she was singing a beautiful song that you couldn't help but tap your foot and sing along. She looked around, Her eyes seeing nothing but trees and other mares who weren't paying attention to the pure white mare. She couldn't stop looking around though, She felt something watching her, Studying her movement and just stalking her. Creepy right?
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Post by rayvencullen. on May 5, 2009 15:32:21 GMT -5
This place is odd.
Indeed it was. He had never seen a place like this in all of his years, but he was intruiged by it's beauty none-the-less. The rays of the autumn were dull but were hot enough to send any equine running for cover under a nice, shady oak or willow tree. But not he, oh no. The nice shade of eggshell white his coat was repelled the heat and kept him cool, unlike all those other mares he had seen that were different shades of brown and black who were sweating their asses off. But onward he trod, golden hooves beating a nice little rythem against the ground, that was until he came across such a beauty. It was a mare..
And she was white.
She was beautiful, the way her coat shone like a thousand diamonds with the beads of sweat trickling down her shoulder and flanks - the only thing he could do was stop midstep and stare. Yeah, he was cremello but holy shit she was white. Not to mention beautiful, and when her voice rung out for all to hear he couldn't help but call back. Although his call was wordless it was a welcoming to her. Taking a few steps forward out of the shadows his ears stood erect upon his head, cupping the sounds of her voice and rolling them around in his head. "I'm here, lady." He spoke, voice full of curiousity. Would it suprise her that he had heard her? Or that he was basically stalking her from the shadows? Who knew, this cremello akhal-teke was a mystery.
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