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Post by deathreaper on Apr 23, 2008 14:36:49 GMT -5
Shush....Do you hear that? Do hear that faint noise in the distance? Wait! It's coming closer, a steady two beated stride. Hoof beats, wouldn't you have already guessed that? This mare that was trotting along the ground, gave a soft nicker, letting out a soft call to any one really. Damn for her to be determined that there is a fire anywhere. She was lost, you could tell. [What?] She is Lost...Can't you tell? [No, she seems to know where she is going pretty well.] No! She is Lost, a mare, named Lost. [Oh, I get it now, oops?] Yea, your oops. Back to the point. There was this little lone mare, trotting along, small white body with black daggers and black tipps nose moved along. Where was she going? Basically anywhere. Come and save her? [Maybe...] Why wouldn't you? [Well because...She looks like she is a neutral, ew] Duh, she is. [Yea...] Fine, don't save her [But... Why not] You just said no, so go off. Anyways, Any one want to stop her from going into danger?
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Post by nuzzer2 on Apr 24, 2008 14:13:01 GMT -5
I was wandering again, my golden pillars had carried me to the lands of Dekera Falls - where I met my mares for the first time. The sun was howering high above me, giving my bright pelt a brilliant aura of light, and my creme main the look of a golden waterfall. Sapphire orbs observed everything around me with interest, the leaves on the high trees around me were slowly - very slowly, starting to change color, meaning autumn would hit soon. I stopped for a few seconds and let out a sigh, with autumn came the breeding season - and my mares would probably want foals of their own to care for, a spark of happiness spread in my golden heart - foals of my own. Thoughts of how my foals with the mares would look like flooded through my brain, how would a mix of golden and black look like? a mix of golden and grey?
A low noise woke me from my daze, in front of me - not far away, stood an arabian mare - a pretty one at that also, looking a little lost.
"Oh, hello there fair lady - I'm sorry for not noticing you, was a bit occupied with my thoughts"
My tones were apologizing and soft.
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Post by deathreaper on Apr 24, 2008 14:30:25 GMT -5
Something was near her, yet she didn't seem to notice either. A flare gave at the brute as he stepped fowards, limbs backing the white and black tipped mare up a step or two. Her? Was this young stag talking to her? A soft snort released vocals, something told her to not speak yet. 1...2...3...Speak, now Why should she? Because this stallion may think she is slow for all I know for not replying Wouldn't that be good? To get him away? No. Why not? Tsk, tsk, tsk. She may get in danger...Wouldn't you hate it if some one went off and you ran into danger with out anyone? yea...So? Go to sleep. Something made her change her mind now and she looked up at him. No need for apologize, dear. I am lost. Hm, bad choice of words dear one, shouldn't have said that Lost. He may think your dumb now.
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Post by nuzzer2 on Apr 28, 2008 11:46:56 GMT -5
; Caesar
Sapphire orbs watched the femme closely, as I smacked my head mentally. Rule number one for meeting new females, was: never step closer than she wants you to, and why not? Because she will be scared and seek away from you, see you as a potential threat. Golden pillars carried my strong frame a few steps backwards, I had no intentions of scaring the fragile fae and therefore kept my distance, as a good boy. She appeared to be thinking about something, and I crossed my head slightly – waiting for her reply. Finally my azure eyes met hers and a gentle smile lit up my face.
“You’re lost? Oh, where are you from? Perhaps I can help, even though I don’t know the territory completely yet.”
I rambled on, I didn’t know her name was ‘Lost’, I assumed that she meant that, well, she was lost. Instead my mind was playing around with lands as a puzzle in my head, thinking where she could be from.
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Post by deathreaper on Apr 28, 2008 17:37:24 GMT -5
He backed up Why? Because he is nicer then you, duh. No he's not, I'm better then him. Whatever. A small voice was heard from him, her face slightly held a frown. I come from no where around here. Plus, one thing is, I am Lost... I am named Lost. There, hopefully, he would understand now. A small smile formed now again, letting her tail whisk at her bum as the stag backed a few steps. A gentleman I see. She said softly. Her mind rummaged a bit, wondering about him. May I be acknowledged with your dubbing? Sir? Her words were light and soft, though she was alittle nervous around others, she remained calm looking
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Post by nuzzer2 on May 1, 2008 6:01:28 GMT -5
Ears flickered forward to listen to the femme’s lyrics and I mentally made a note to smack my head against a tree, her name was lost – and she wasn’t lost, whoa, now I was confusing myself. Azure orbs closed and opened a few times, blinking to comprehend her newly spilled words – I wasn’t a stupid stallion, or slow at getting things but this just went further than my mind could take. A soft smile lit up my features and a low laugh flew from my throat.
“I’m sorry my lady – and yes I try to be one, but again I seem to have forgotten my manners. I go by the name of Caesar”
Tones held a hint of humor to it, this was a quite funny conversation and I was enjoying myself. She appeared to be from the light side, but no one could know, she could really just be hiding her personality – but my naïve brain forbid me to think it, and instead choose to fully trust her already, perhaps that was what could lead me to my doom.
“So tell me Lost, do you have a place to stay?”
ooc: bleeh sorry for bad post =(
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Post by deathreaper on May 1, 2008 14:10:34 GMT -5
Why is he being so very gentle man like when she is gonna just probaly dump her on the side of a human territory? He wouldn't do that... He even said that he trys to be gentle men like But it's so obvious. A stag uses a mare then dumps her to the side. Lost wouldn't get dumped to the side, shes to pretty Yes...Pretty ugly Pretty. Ugly Shut up and go away, pink.
--------------------> Back to the point
Her mind roamed for a moment. Did she have a place to stay? She was new, couldn't he see that? Well even if the stag didn't, she didn't mind it. "No sir, I do not have a home if you must hear. One day I hope to have one, hopefully." Her words were soft and sincere to him, but very confident sounding.
She's doubting him. No, she is just saying that she thought the stag would know that What ever.
There was no reason for her to tell him why she was with out a herd, but she would tell him any ways. "I have ran away from the herd I had recently been in before I can upon these so called lands of Midnight Acres. I didn't wish for them to be so cruel and mean to me, but obviously I mis judged them. They tried getting upon me but some one helped me get from them." Her voice was slightly cracking like, it was hard for her to talk about this right now, right then infront of them
Look, he made her cry. She did herself, she talked about it. Believe what you wish, Yellow.
I like talking to myself, lol, not really but I replied to GF2-
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Post by nuzzer2 on May 27, 2008 15:15:10 GMT -5
; Caesar
Golden pillars took a step forward as the females tones cracked, I had not meant to hurt her feelings or bring back old buried memories – yet here I was doing exactly that! Way to go Caesar. Neck stretched as my soft maw touched hers gently – somehow trying to comfort her, tell her that she wasn’t alone. I let out a soft breath, letting the warm air flow in her nostrils.
“I’m sorry Lost, I didn’t mean to bring up old nightmares”
My voice was gentle and caring, I didn’t want to push the poor thing into anything – especially not with a past like hers, but I had to make the offer.
“I’m the king of Misty Plains, you can come with me and live if you want – as a free mare of course, I would never want to push anyone into something they don’t want to”
I made sure to make eye contact, my sapphire orbs shining with truce – I would never lie about that, if a mare wanted to come live in my lands, she wasn’t obligated to bare my foals or love me – I would protect and care for her no matter what.
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Post by deathreaper on May 28, 2008 14:23:06 GMT -5
Ha, ha. He is so Pathetic to get a mare in his scrape of lands.You're so mean. He is offering her a home, dumb ass.Offering her a home because he needs a mare!You are so stupidShut up....Fine
--->Back to the story of Lost<---
There was a hushed silence as he spoke, her orbs watching him for a split moment. There was only the chance of her getting in a herd with her past, why not take his words to heart. Thank you, Caesar. I'll take that along with me, but you have no need to feel sorry, it is in the past. She tried to sound more happier, a small and faint look at him was approached, yet she seemed more happier. She listened to his second bit of words, watching him for a moment as he talked, her auds perked and head swung up wards to listen to him. A home? For her to stay in? A home would be nice, Dear Caesar, but I have no need if I was just as a free mare, every one else seems to think that around my old home.
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Post by nuzzer2 on Jun 4, 2008 16:45:08 GMT -5
; Caesar
My head turned slightly to the side as I watched the mare, she was a mystery; past full of bad memories, yet she told me that it’s all alright. I had to admit I was impressed, either she was burying it all on the inside; or she was really good at pushing things away and ignore the pain. I watched as her auds peeped up to listen to my lyrics, she was interested; yet afraid to be free?
“We don’t have positions or assignments for my dear mares, the only thing I’m planning on ‘raising’ if you can call it that, is a black mare by the name of Vivacious – mother of my future heir, she’ll be my queen; if she wants to”
Here I was spilling the story of my herd out, but somehow I felt as if I could trust this strange mare. Lost, I tasted the name; quite beautiful actually, very creative. An idea popped into my mind, what if she thought I loved the other mares less?
“Oh, None of my mares are loved less than the others – not even Vivacious when the time comes for her to become queen. I want a herd where everything is equal.”
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Post by deathreaper on Jun 4, 2008 17:06:36 GMT -5
I listened, only to hear of a mare to be a queen. I didn't want to be queen, but she would probaly be stuck up his hind the whole time. And he was so good of a talker, we both seemed to be able to share our feelings, but I now regreted it. "Ok, Caesar." My tones were a bit more un confident now, my steps carried me back wards a bit as I shok my head, giving a lightly snort, not looking at him any more. His last words were nothing, he would love the other more, I knew he would. He would be come one of those stallions that got so stuck up with their mare they never wanted to talk with any one else. I gave a small snort, not listening or talking any more. I just stood.
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