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Post by crimsonite on Mar 13, 2006 15:22:23 GMT -5
((Um Cortana can be 3 months, and Francis 1 yr and a half))
Cortana glanced to her mother, she wondered where Legacy was, but she wasn't really bothered by her brother. She nudged her mother Impure, What is the grass like to eat? she asked curiously, wondering if she should try it.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 13, 2006 21:15:50 GMT -5
" It is what gives me the nutrition and juices to live, it is sweet, but you have to chew it well " she hissed
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 14, 2006 13:46:19 GMT -5
Cortana looked at the grass, she nipped it and ripped it away, she chewed thorougly and swallowed, but the taste her tongue felt was disgusting, she spat it out and reared.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 14, 2006 18:26:16 GMT -5
Impure smiled evily, she chewed the grass in her mouth into a paste and swallowed it. " You will get used to it " she hissed
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 15, 2006 12:26:03 GMT -5
She snorted at her mother as if to say she didn't care, Cortana thrashed around as she cantered off and around to relieve her energy.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 15, 2006 21:37:11 GMT -5
She snorted and continued to graze, she knew her whole world was gonna change, she just didnt know how to tell everyone else. She whinnied and reared.....her whinny peirced the air and she called everyone to a meeting.
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 16, 2006 7:30:37 GMT -5
Cortan pricked her ears and cantered over to her mother, she stopped and stood still while she waited for other to show up.
Francis still fuming slightly, cantered over to Impure, he stopped and nodded to the mare, then he stood and waited, not being too near.
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Post by cammy on Mar 16, 2006 10:24:11 GMT -5
Black dipped his dial in respect to Impure, and let out a loud call for them to gather. Not knowing where to begin, he said: "I won Midnight when I challenged him for Shadow Forest. Therefore, I am now your lead and Impure's mate."
His gaze once more swept onto Legacy. He wanted to be... well, kind, which was not something for the dark alliance. But the feeling swept away quickly, and fire danced in his eyes again. He was a true dark, leader of a dark herd. There was no room for pity.
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 16, 2006 11:50:36 GMT -5
Francis listened and wated not commitally, when the stag was finished he walked off just out of the land, coming back later, he yawned and stared at his reflection, wondering many things about his mother and father.
Cortana glanced at the floor, she loved her father and now he was gone, and replaced by this stag, she was strong willed but cantered off to think about it.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 16, 2006 23:27:14 GMT -5
Impure stood solemn faced as the stag spoke his words. She was unsure about the whole situation, she was mates with a stag that she new nothing about. She had deep thoughts welling inside her.
Legacy looked the stag up and down, wondering his bloodlines and heritage. He had a lack of respect for the stag, although it didnt show. ~He thinks he can just walk into this land and rule over us, he has not proved himself worthy or my respect~ Legacy thought.
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Post by cammy on Mar 17, 2006 11:22:48 GMT -5
The brute made his way towards Francis, dial bowed towards his chest cavity. The dark lord halted in front of him, letting hissed words to escape his maw to the colt:
"What is your curse and breeding, colt?" he asked quickly and smoothly.
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 17, 2006 14:03:25 GMT -5
Francis turned slowly to the large stag, he yawned and wondered what on earth the stag was talking to him for, though he made no show of it and answered, I be Francis, what is your name? no fear or hesitation could be heard in his voice as he asked.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 17, 2006 16:40:15 GMT -5
Impure watched with interest as to what he would think of the betta colt.
Legacy watched also
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 17, 2006 17:28:58 GMT -5
Cortana trotted over to her mother, still thinking of her father, What does he want with Francis? she asked curiously.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 17, 2006 18:42:41 GMT -5
" I dont know " she hissed to her filly.
Legacy trotted past the stallion and other colt....he sneered at francis as he went by. The he lowered his ebon maw to the cloudy water. He sucked in the cool liquid slowly, when he was finished he walked past Francis and the stallion slowly and came to a stop nearby them. " I am legacy " he hissed at the stud.
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Post by cammy on Mar 17, 2006 23:00:16 GMT -5
"My curse be Black and my blood is of pure friesian." Black looked curiously at Legacy. He was obviously a fine dark and of dark heritage all the way through. His chain slashed at his flanks, leaving thort, thin crimson lines.
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Post by crimsonite on Mar 18, 2006 7:58:52 GMT -5
Francis slowly nodded, glancing ober to Legacy as he came near, he turned to the stag, Thoroughbred. he hissed, waiting for Legacy's introduction.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 18, 2006 12:39:42 GMT -5
" Ay....i am Legacy and i am also of pure friesian lineage " he hissed to the black stud, dubbed black.
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Post by cammy on Mar 19, 2006 20:08:03 GMT -5
"So you are the lead colt and Francis is the beta?" quiestioned Black. He wanted to know about his herd.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 19, 2006 23:53:12 GMT -5
A smirk grew on his maw " Yes..... " he hissed
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Post by cammy on Mar 20, 2006 0:42:01 GMT -5
Black nodded, his ebon forelock waiving. He respected Legacy, enough at least for him to remain lead colt, for now.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 20, 2006 17:39:00 GMT -5
Legacy scanned the grounds for Glinda.......he stopped looking and then looked at Black
" Should we gather more herd members? " he asked
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Post by cammy on Mar 20, 2006 21:43:43 GMT -5
Black thought a second, ebon plumage blowing in the wind. "Yes, we can do that." he hissed.
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Post by silverdreams on Mar 21, 2006 16:30:46 GMT -5
" Then we shall " he hissed.....wanting more mares
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Post by cammy on Mar 22, 2006 17:02:44 GMT -5
Black nodded, wondering if the colt could be trusted to go to the love lagoon on his own. Either way, this was a chance for Legacy to prove himself. Black shook his crania, coal tresses flying.
"You may go to the love laggon on your own to recrute herd members, Legacy", he hissed.
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