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Post by .|.^Fang^.|. on Aug 4, 2007 23:19:55 GMT -5
She thundered onto these lands. She galloped swiftly. She bucked and whinnied. She stopped and reared. She was acting like a horse that had been driven mad, but she didn't care. She stood and looked around. She saw other mares and stags who were sending odd glances her way.She glared back at them with fire in her eyes. Let them stare if they must she thought. She snorted wondering if any were of her rank. She lowered her head and began to graze. Her auds swiveling and listening for someone approaching.
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Post by Gravity on Aug 4, 2007 23:28:52 GMT -5
THE OH, SO REVERED claming grounds, the haunt of every single vixen and stallion seeking another wretch to add to his harem. Gravity was one of these stallions, though he didn't make any attempt to hide it, the mares he was seeking would not be stupid enough to question his presense here. Afterall, it was obvious wasn't it? Nostrils flared, expelling hot air then taking in the different scents of the claiming grounds. Sweet flowers, small rodents, a fae of the water element, and a... a fire wretch. "Simply beatiful, what more could one ask?" Gravity held his head higher, optics scoping out the terra for the mare that gave off the scent of fire. The sun shone hot, warming the hellion's ebony pelt, just as he liked it.
"COME OUT COME OUT wherever you are," Vocals sang out, though they were laced with pure venom. Gravity wouldn't waste his time playing silly games with the femme, that was not the way it would work. Whip-cords swept over his pelt, brushing off annoying insects which then hovered and threatened to land again. With a snort Gravity took up a high-stepping trot, the long emerald grasses brushing against his pillars.
FINALLY, THERE SHE WAS, standing alone, grazing on the sweet grass. "Why hello, what do we have here?" Gravity hissed, a dangerous smile playing faintly on his kissers. The sight was an odd one, but it wasn't uncommon, a Fire stallion smiling, even if it wasn't in happiness.
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Post by .|.^Fang^.|. on Aug 4, 2007 23:39:37 GMT -5
She looked up from her grazing. An ebony stag had found her.She held her head and her tail high.A smirk danced across her face. "So someone else here is a fire and here I was thinking I was the only one." She flicked her tail at a blood-sucker.
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Post by Gravity on Aug 4, 2007 23:55:48 GMT -5
"IT IS NOT UNCOMMON for other elements to be here," Gravity stated plainly. He didn't mind the other elements, he could handle them. It was the filthy muddles that deserved his hatred. "The only one! Did you think that you would be so unfortunate?" The demon questioned, the cruel smile on his maw morphing into a smirk. The lyrics he spoke were laced with the tinyest hint of a chuckle, though it was nearly impossible to hear it.
GRAVITY DIDN'T SPEAK again, instead standing silent and studying the mare. By her words she had given away that she was a fire, but Gravity would have figured out her element in a matter of moments. He had a knack for that sort of thing, but sometimes it was just obvious. Twin lobes pricked forward, then backwards just as quickly, threatening to pin themselves flat against his skull. Instead, they remained in limbo, halfway between forwards and backwards, being neither.
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Post by .|.^Fang^.|. on Aug 5, 2007 0:03:34 GMT -5
"I had hoped not. That would have been awful!" She then stood quietly with her eyes and ears on the stag. Her eyes studying him, her ears listening for words from his maw. She watched his ears as they stopped in limbo. She then went on looking over the stag. The smirk on her features faded leaving her face emotionless.
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Post by Gravity on Aug 5, 2007 0:12:36 GMT -5
THE DEMON SUPRESSED a sigh, this conversation was going no where fast. Not that it wasn't a good thing, sometimes life just went by too fast and didn't give enough time for one to breathe. But now, time seemed to stand still altogether. "I suppose I should introduce myself," Gravity tossed his crown, the ebonite tassles of his banner swinging into the air before landing mel-pel on his nape again.
"MY CURSING IS GRAVITY," the brute paused and grinned wickedly again before adding the last of his title, "Lord of the Fire element."
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Post by .|.^Fang^.|. on Aug 5, 2007 0:28:31 GMT -5
"They call me Red Moon. You can call me Moon."
She watched a grin paint it's way across his face. He must have something else to ad
"Lord of the Fire element eh?"
Her eyes lit up. She had hoped to be found by a Fire stag, but the Lord of the Fire element? She never thought this would happen. She smirked and flicked her tail.
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Post by .|.^Fang^.|. on Aug 21, 2007 6:48:27 GMT -5
OOC-Bump?
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