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Post by White_Rider on May 4, 2006 18:09:13 GMT -5
Mio entered his bay pelt gleaming dully in the odd dark lighting.He smiled at last he was in a terra that fit his needs.
{Stag of this land may myslef and my dark maiden reside in this dark terra?}
His hissing pleas struck the land hard just waiting for Black to answer.
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Post by cammy on May 4, 2006 18:32:59 GMT -5
Ebon feathering danced about the brute's blades in a gentle swishing motion as his pillars ate up the ground between himself and the other stag. Crimson devils bounced in his orbs, and he swept his visionaries over the other brute, trying to puzzle his heritage. Weight was lent to his hindquarters and Black slid to a halt, leaving a large gouge in the earth. Crown was thrown up, banner whipping at his nape. Chain curled about his hocks, catching them and leaving small scarlet marks where they had met. A smile stretched the hellion's trap as he felt the pain, but he quickly corrected his position, tucking his cranium to cover his throat. Whipcord lashed at his flanks, and he cocked his dreamkeeper slightly, thorns flicking and then melting to his skull. Cursed lyrics exited Black's maw with a certain silken ease, hissed quietly with a menacing edge.
What is you and your femme's curse, brute? My calling is Black. A foredaggar was lifted and then slammed to the geo, spooping at the emerald mottled loam.
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Post by cammy on May 4, 2006 18:44:27 GMT -5
The dark maiden stepped into the lands, pelt of deadly ivory glinting oddly in the dimmed sunlight. Hocks slif beneath her and she halted, orbs scanning the lands. They would be alright. Protected by foliage, and, most importantly, home of DARQUES. A cackle sounded inside her, but that was caged inside her brain, not released for all to hear. She touched her bulging flank to Mio's as though offering him reassurance. Thoughts swirled inside her brainpan, as she heard the other stallion add to his question.
Black's mug split once more, words sliding out to persue his first statement.
And also, I ask of your lineage.. And also that of your unborn foal. For he could see that the fem was pregnant, for her swelled barrel gave it away. Devils danced once more. He could play with them. Cat and Mouse. The mouse tires as he attempts to fight back, yet the cat stays easy and refreshed, in power. And the game ends in the mouse's death.
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Post by White_Rider on May 5, 2006 14:06:41 GMT -5
Mio did not see danger at first.
{I be-}
He broke off when realization struck.His mate was arabian and he was a Paso Fino.No one would ever mistake him for an Arabian like Oscura.And this stag knew.He gulped and thought about what to say knowing the brute was watching him.Waiting.
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Post by cammy on May 5, 2006 17:48:56 GMT -5
An audit flickered as he waited, orbs boring into the other stud's.
(Don't worry, he'll exept you anyway...)
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Post by White_Rider on May 5, 2006 17:56:22 GMT -5
Mio lowered his head.He knew he and Oscura would be mocked and shunned by the other members of this herd if he told this stallion that the foal would be a crossbreed.He drew a suddering breath.
{I be a Paso Fino.The foal in her womb is a Paso FinoX Arabian.}
Mio's words hung on the air like death.He had been drawn to Oscura from the beginning.She reminded him of Abya.The way she talk and walked and acted.All the same only she was more dark.Then another though struch him.He wasn't all Paso Fino.If his brother and sister were Arabian then why was he Paso Fino.Hi father Intalic had been Arabian as well but he had never known his mother.He and Agin had different mothers.Had his father had the same struggle he was having now?Maybe after finding out he was a crossbreed his mother had left him to be cared for by his evil father.Maybe that's not what it had been like.
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Post by cammy on May 5, 2006 18:15:04 GMT -5
Oscura waited for the words to drop. Would they be excepted? Her thoughts spun wildly.
Inside Black was a battle of wills. They needed more herd members, but this would be the seconf crossbreed they let in........ Difficult. A mocking glare was sent to the stag, and he teased words, like thorns, from his tongue, enjoying the suspence he gave Mio.
"You may join, brute.. If you are dark."
Oscura's muscles relaxed beneath her white pelt, dial now dropping slightly. Surely Mio's answer would be yes? Of course? Right? Already she could feel the babe large inside her, her belly swollen and bulging. The foal would be born soon.
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Post by White_Rider on May 5, 2006 18:28:47 GMT -5
Mio nodded.
{Aye dark as the night sky}
He nuzzled his mate sensing her discomfort
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Post by cammy on May 5, 2006 18:32:13 GMT -5
Black nodded and swiftly cantered off, an evil, taunting gleam in his orbs. Nothing good.
Oscura nuzzled her brute. Sharp pangs and a clenching pain were gripping her, followed by aches and pinpricks. It felt somewhat as if a giant, iron hand was gripping her torso, squeezing. Audits flickered, her vision slightly blurred. Once Black was out of sight, she whispered. "I think it is time." She knew Mio understood what she meant.
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Post by White_Rider on May 5, 2006 18:35:47 GMT -5
Mio nodded and started leading the way to the foaling feilds.
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Post by cammy on May 5, 2006 18:36:37 GMT -5
She followed.
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