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Post by ♦ plague on Dec 25, 2008 16:39:13 GMT -5
 D a m a r a The chestnut equine held her small intelligent head high as she trotted along the land her deep chest worked in line with her powerful hindquarters. Her well build limbs high stepped as they carried her deeper into the land that no king claimed, a land that lone mares found new loves. The eight year mare still had a lot left with being with only one love and having not ever been in foal. She was in very good shape body wise but mentally Damara was still a bit torn up at the loss of her first love. The mare’s hindquarter rippled as she moved over the rounghish land; after a while the powerful body of the mare brought herself to toward the middle of the land and she came to a halt, her chestnut hue stood out in the snowy land… and there she wait for someone to along and claim her as theirs’… Damara was in deep though of things, a new home. A new love. A new life…
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Post by eclipsemidir on Dec 28, 2008 8:50:59 GMT -5
RAGE Rage stamped his hooves on the ground and let out a low neigh. He wanted love, a foal, and a mare to call his own. He moved his head from side to side shaking his mane. Would a mare ever love him? He stomped his hooves again. His body was weary traveling to Midnight Acres from his last home. He saw many mares but he only saw one that mattered. Who could she be? Would she ever his? That was up to her. He thought to himself. “Beautiful mare, I beckon you to my side. Be mine” He wondered if his thoughts would help, probably not. He found it foolish to think that a mare could read his thoughts. |
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Post by `anntho on Dec 30, 2008 9:36:40 GMT -5
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My mind wandered as well as my body, I had alot to think about, I mean, with a new land, and then Rene still at my side, but for how long? Shaking away the thought I focused on what was at hand, I was on the trail of a mare, older in her years, but I had a feeling, it didn't change her looks at all.
My black body glided across the land, long arabian gait carrying me closer and closer, I ignored any other scent, even that of another stallion, he had no need to be here, he carried the aroma of a warrior, would his lead ever let him bring home a women? I really couldn't speak for anyone but myself, so I had no answer to it.
Both of my ears shot up, standing at there full height when I came across her, she seemed to be pre occupied, and so I stopped at the distance, lowering my muzzle towards the ground and exhaling roughly onto the snow, hoping to gently start her from her thoughts, if not, then I'd wait, I had time to be here, I told Rene where I was going, and I left my warrior there, the family would be fine.
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