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Post by Nevaeh on Dec 14, 2008 15:11:11 GMT -5
Amira Where did it all go wrong?The golden former princess was walking along slowly she had still been in her home called Verita Mountain, waiting for her king’s return but he was been gone for nearly a season now, so this dark golden girl walked out of her home, and started walking going in no certain way. I hope my mum is doing a lot better then me, I know she needs another chance, I did right in what I did getting my mother as far as I could do for her. I might visit her oneday. shaking her crown, which caused her lovely white blonde mane to stand out against her lovely dark palomino coat. Her golden legs then crossed over a border of a terra she had not been to for a while. There was no white markings on her dark golden Palomino coat, Amira knew she was no longer a princess, but she still loved her name.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 14, 2008 15:49:42 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king.
Alot was going on at the moment. I got fustrated easily and living in Hollow Woods had alot to give; i was tired; mentally tired, not physically. Phoenix had run away from me; i was her father, and she had been brought up to hate me...where did it all go wrong? I had the battle to prepare for, and also, i had droja, my mistress to control, she was pregnant, to give birth to my second child in spring. I had to get out.
So coming here, prehaps it wasn't such a bad idea; but why would i come here? Horses gathered here, i wanted to be alone, to think things through but the more i thought them through, the more confused and fustrated i became. Really, was talking the one thing i needed to do right now? A soft 'fed-up' sigh came from my kissers as i walked slowly into the gathering; i stopped by a willow, and hid under its hanging branchess, there i stood, for what seemed like days, in a trance, thinking things over and over in my messed up mind.
However, as i stirred in my daze, i awoke myself; i snorted loudly, my optics ficusing on a blured figure infront of me; i soon worked it out, a palomino mare. As a usual reaction, my harks snapped back and my jaw stiffened, ready to attack. I didn't blame myself for this behavoiur. It was just me, how i had been brought up, and i wasn't angry with my upbringing.
I lunged out of the willow branches and glared down at the mare, she seemed th same age; mind you, i looked alot older and more intimidating than your average three year old, with scars and wounds, fresh blood dripping from my carcass. My black optics searched her frame, then rested on her eyes, giving her a cold, hard stare. "Who are you?" I demanded, my voice loud and very firm. I continued to keep my gaze upon this golden creature, demanding answers from her.
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Post by Nevaeh on Dec 14, 2008 16:10:07 GMT -5
Amira Never trust your heart
Hearing vocals brought this palomino mare out of her daydream, she the turned towards the one who had spoken. Dark chocolate orbs then locked onto him, she was not scared or nervous of stallions. Shaking her crown lightly which caused her light white blonde colored mane to lay twisted on the left hand side of her neck, then my light blackish colored maw opened and my vocals came out, I would be Amira sir. her vocals were just normal kind and sweet vocals, but deep down she did not really know what to do, cause her life had went wrong from the moment just before she turned a year old, while her white blonde banner flicked lightly against her flanks.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 15, 2008 12:39:41 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king.
My harks remained back; even when she spoke. I snorted, telling her i wasn't really that interested. "And why are you here; Amira?" I asked, questioning her further. My silver tail slapping sharply onti my rump in annoyance at a few flies that rested upon my pelt. Now i really didn't want to talk; i wanted to go back home to see Droja; but part of me wasn't ready to do so. "I'm Intrepid; Prince of Hollow Woods; do you have a home?" I questioned; glaring down at her golden pelt. It was imaculate compared to my own scratched and wounded frame.
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Post by Nevaeh on Dec 22, 2008 5:48:14 GMT -5
Amira
Dark golden auds flicked back and forth listening to what the stallion in front of her was saying. Chocolate brown orbs then noticed that he was really not interested in what she was saying, but the golden queen did not mind that. Well, is there a reason for me to be not to be out here? her vocals where still gentle a little bit of sweetness in to hint that she was light. Flicking her white blonde banner against her beautiful golden flanks. Indeed I do have a home. I am the queen of Verita Mountain. shaking her crown lightly as her blackish greyish colored maw closed after she had finished speaking.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 22, 2008 5:57:08 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king.
I continued to stare at her blankly; she hadthe perfect little life didn't she...free of pain, suffering and death. what if...what if i took her back to Hollow Woods; let her see what things were like? A smirk spread across my sly skull and my harks tipped back slightly. From her tones, i could definatly tell she was a pityful light and i gave a loud annoyed snort.
tightening my jaw; i stepped forward and began to circle her. flicking my whipcord in her direction a few times. "You do know; princess. There is a war, darks are lurkin around, ready to snatch up any equine that roams alone. especially filthy light bloods." I cackled; opening my jaw and scraping it along her spnie, when i reached her rump; i lunged my teeth down into her tender flesh. It was about time we put some scars upon her perfect carcass.
Wehn i reached her front and she spoke again, i let a sly laugh escape my blood stained kissers and spoke in a low growl. "You?! A queen?!" I laughed harder, my cold blank ebony optics staring into her soft ones. "And who is the loved one hmm? Who is the so called king of the wretched place?" I asked, starting to feel better as my mood darkened.
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Post by Nevaeh on Dec 22, 2008 6:09:06 GMT -5
Amira
As she felt his teeth go into her dark golden skin, ear flat back right against her crown. While her blackish greyish colored maw opened, You don’t need to tell me what life is like. Oh and just because I’m light doesn’t mean I don’t know what life is like! So I wish like a stupid dark you forget all your facts right, before you speak. Amira was not scared of anything she just did not like being alone, she needed to know how her mum was getting on. Now why should I tell you when you probably haven’t heard of him? her vocals where still kind, but despite her young age she was a little wiser then most of her age, seeing she had to grow up at such a young age. Now why are you all the way up here in light part then if you hate lights so much?
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 22, 2008 6:21:22 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king.
When she began to scream her words at me; i half-reared and cackled. "Pull your claws in princess" I snarled at her, clacking my ivories close to her muzzle. I lowered my skull and lunged forward; wanting to butt her soft skull with my hard one. I flicked my whipcord and snorted, taking a step back to create some room between us. My mood angered when she spoke again. "You should tell me because i have asked, wench. Now spill." I hissed, giving her a dangerous glare. Warning her that i was beginning to losoe my temper.
I continued to glare at the gold wench with a cold stare. "don't you listen bitch? I said i'm here to collect lights for my herd." I snarled, clacking my fangs together again, a wound on my right shoulder splitting open again as i half heartedly reared into the darkening sky, dark thick crimson spilling down my foreleg and over my hoof, onto the precious earth below me.
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Post by Nevaeh on Dec 22, 2008 6:29:31 GMT -5
Amira
Shaking her crown as her dark chocolate orbs as she watched him, giving a little sigh as if saying but without really saying as just normal. Opening her blackish greyish colored maw, Not if I don’t need to listen, and plus I’m not going any where to a stupid land that you call home. her vocals were still showing that she was light, but not at all a soft light. I will behave how I want to, and you can’t control what I do, or say. So and sort your life out, before you do something stupid. she gave a little snort and she knew fine well that she had not said who her king was, but she was not going to spill if she could help it. You know that word bitch is getting really old, and so is wrench.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 24, 2008 7:38:00 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king.
My optics widened at her words and a small yet confident smirk spread across my bloodstained lips. "I'd be careful what you say around me filly." I warned. Was that really me? Giving a warning before i attacked? pfft, what was wrong with me! I scraped my teeth together and kept my gaze on her; my black optics shining silver in the growing moonlight. The day was fading away now; and turning into night; the best part to be awake in.
I stood silent for a few minutes, just staring at the young mare. And when i stepped towards her, one hark perked forward; whilst the other held back. "Shall we go for a walk? Wolves and mountain lions roam here at night" I hissed, clacking my teeth and glancing over the horizon; there sure enough a pack of wolves lurked; stalking the pair of us. Of course; i wasn't scared, but the filly, yes, she would be.
ooc;sorry that totally sucks
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Post by Nevaeh on Dec 24, 2008 8:28:44 GMT -5
Amira
Listening to what the grey looking stallion in front of me, was saying. I’ll take the warning. shaking her dark golden crown lightly which caused her white blonde mane to make a swish sound again against her dark golden neck. Both of her dark golden auds both pricked forward on top of her crown, when her dark chocolate brown orbs, looked around and saw that is was getting dark. Turning her crown from where she had been looking up at the sky, while looking at the stars, opening her blackish greyish maw while her vocals came out Okay, I’ll go for a walk.
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