euphoria.
Foal
violance is not a SOLUTION; it's an ANSWER.
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Post by euphoria. on Oct 21, 2008 16:41:52 GMT -5
Shackles and chains get in the way,
and I'm locked in the gardener's gate
Where everything grows,
but no one should go where I've gone.
I won't come back
A cool breeze from the north blew into a bloodred she-devil.
Her golden ribbons swirled behind her like a wild tide, raging to crash upon shore. The golden pelt protecting her quivered; a sign those pesky insects were hatching. Soulful eyes gazed to the far horizon, she regretted she had ever left that pen. Razzmatazz's eyes were glazed in agony - a longing to go back home. But, home was too far away. No turning back now. A sun's ray caught her thick white blaze, making it glow uncontrollably. Razz was bothered by this, and walked to a large oak tree. A large shadow was cast upon her golden body, making her a dull shade of golden brown.
Stomping her hoof, the mare turned her hind quarters so it would face the tree's trunk. Reaching her head to grasp the crisp emerald grass, she whipped her tail against her flanks. The only sound were the soft snorts of her breathing, and the chorus of the birds'.
Tearing a chunk of grass off the ground, she glanced around her. The only things in sight were the leaves up above her, the grass down below her, and the dazzling hills rolling across the countryside.
done.
yes/no
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Post by fearless. on Oct 21, 2008 20:28:23 GMT -5
A blue roan paint stallion loped easily across the grassy terrain. His black, almost dark blue, banner flittered softly behind him as he made his way along. The flies on his back scattered as his whipcord coiled around to swat them away. He hated this season and wanted it to end badly.
The stallion, Scream, saw a lone mare in the distance. His nares instantly filled with the honey sweet scent of mare. His ears swiveled instinctively as he made his way toward the femme. He approached her slowly, not knowing how she would react to a stallion's prescence. His golden colored eyes swept over her frame as he spoke, "Hello, femme. What is your cursing?"
Scream's eyes danced as he studied her. She was a looker thats for sure. His hormones instantly acted up as he watched her. The blue stag took a deep breath and took a step back away from her. He was one breath away from attacking her...
The stallion tried to hold his breath as he waited for her reply. When he finally ran out of breath he turned his head away and gulped some more of the sweet oxygen. He didn't know how long he could do this...
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euphoria.
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violance is not a SOLUTION; it's an ANSWER.
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Post by euphoria. on Oct 22, 2008 16:44:44 GMT -5
Razz quivered as his voice reached her satin hearing aids. He was a blue hue, probably of pinto type. His voice ran like water inside her head, she repeated the question, and then realized that her fumes bothered him. Her mouth twisted into a sheepish grimace, filled with a sense of desire.
"Razzmatazz, yours?"
Her breath chimed.
A breath-taking smile now replaced the now-aged grimace that took space of her maw. She tipped her head a little, asking herself is he was light, neutral, or dark. Well, everyone these days were 'dark.' But he seemed like a decent fellow. At least he didn't rape her on contact. She pricked her ears at him, wondering what he'd say next. He was certainly dazzling to her; well with so much estrogen any stallion would seem dazzling.
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Post by fearless. on Oct 22, 2008 17:54:51 GMT -5
Scream watched as the golden mare quivered as he spoke. Was she afraid of him? Most likely not...his voids studied her carefully, taking in every aspect of her. She looked definitely gorgeous...
His mind raced as she spoke and he finally replied after several seconds. "They call me Scream...what brings you here?" His voice was rough around the edges. A low sound coming from his iron frame. The sun glinted furiously off of his painted body as he shuffled his feet. His muscles rippled shamelessly as he awaited her reply to his question.
Scream shook his head, knowing that the way he was acting was only because she was a mare. Something inside him triggered niceness when he met a mare. His other half was an evil, twisted fool who couldn't control himself. You wouldn't want to be stuck with this fella on one of those days. His mind was an evil one that desired to kill unless in the prescence of a mare...
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euphoria.
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violance is not a SOLUTION; it's an ANSWER.
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Post by euphoria. on Oct 24, 2008 12:10:03 GMT -5
Razz gave a lopsided smile at his studying her.
She licked her lips slightly, and decided to answer his question.
"Well Scream,"
Said she in trying out his name.
"I really don't know."
Razzmatazz let her left fore hoof slide frontwards a little, letting her weight fall on it. Her mane bounced off of her nape a little, and her tail swished contently at her flanks. She lifted one of her hind legs and let that hock touch her other hock. When a fly landed on her hind quarters, she kicked her leg out, sending the fly flying away. Trees in the distance swayed merrily, and birds sung blissfully. The sun hit on her back, making her golden fur even more impressive then it already was.
Now, he was impressive too, his muscles rippling at the slightest movement, Razz stared at him in awe.
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