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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 21 2012, 12:25 PM (302 Views) | |
| Poolpaw | Nov 21 2012, 12:25 PM Post #1 |
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Bellafontana The mare trudged along, raising her head to the warmth of late spring. Bella closed her eyes, and breaths in all the scents of the unfamiliar land. She hadn't been here before, maybe she'd have better hope of finding somewhere new to stay. The mare opened her eyes, and lowered her head again. She looked around for a place to drink, her throat dry. She saw a small stream, and walked over to it. She lowered her head, and drank from the stream. The cool, quenching water was like a dream come true. Bella raised her head again, and looked around. There did not seem to be too many other horses around, but she didn't really mind. She shook her head gently, her long flowing mane falling softly onto her neck. There was nothing unique about the mare, but she was still eye catching. 'What a strange place...' the mare thought, but walked along the stream side. She liked the sound of the rushing water gently flowing down the thin stream. She headed over to a patch of tree's, seeking relief in the warm weather. 'At least this place looks inviting...' The curious mare thought, ducking under a branch to stand beneath a large tree. She looked approachable, but still slightly nervous in the peculiar land. |
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| KyonKyon | Nov 21 2012, 04:44 PM Post #2 |
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The Crazy Mixed Up Odd Ball
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Arsenic Swallow And Die The young stallion had recently laid claim to Mercy's Fumarole and after exploring and getting to know it he'd finally decided to venture out and find his first mare. The jet black stallion towered at a good height of fifteen and three hands. Neither overly large nor small in stature. His build was sturdy but flowing in shape and both the light and draft traits of his parents were visible in his form. He'd never been to Homeless before and the area was a new and unexplored terrain. Hooves carried him through the warm spring air, digging deep into the soft earth beneath him. Thawed already from the rough winter Kormada had experianced. As summer approached the female populace would be much more active. So he'd start slow and then work his way up from there. A couple of mares would do and then if all went well maybe add a couple more to his terrain. A small herd could be easily defended and taken care of. After a while he felt himself growing bored with homeless. None of the mares had enticed him in the least. That is until he spotted the young mare standing beneath the bows of a tree. She wasn't as striking as some of the others but held a regal beauty in a classic way. Something he took pleasure in looking at. Some of the best mares were those of a simple beauty. Approaching at a slow and easy pace, so as not to spook her, he'd call out to her when he was close enough. "Good afternoon, mind if I join you?" The smile he offered was quite pleasant and he seemed to be quite interested in the mare. |
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| Immy | Nov 22 2012, 07:55 PM Post #3 |
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The pale stud moved swiftly through the lands that had grown accustomed to the draft after a mere few weeks of inhabiting them , and was able to divide it into certain girds. One in particularly had be fond to the stag for in this area he met a mare or two that he fell to love deeply, and now he returned to obtain another fe. Soon he would just start collecting them with no emotional attachment once so ever, and break them to do as in instructed when commanded. Why would the stud just start collecting them like one who reaped seed that they sowed into ground? Simple it was for power, and to strengthen the herd that was just starting out in the land he claimed. Ambushions for it had been sky high and to craft it into a well known name would be a feat, but nonetheless could be done With a smile the battered draft of 17 hhs found a small stream, and drunk his fill of cool waters, at that time his head snapped up finding a mare. The fe wasn't outstanding in beauty, but nothing to be ignored or passed up there hung a certain respectful air to the lady. Smiling faintly the stud slowly walked up to the young fe under a tree, and then realized another stud slightly smaller in stature than he. A annoyance began to bud in his gut just like on the other mares when another stud walked in the pale just wanted to leave, but couldn't let go of something. Remaining calm the stud said toneless to the mare “ hello ms fine day no? may I have your name” |
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| Poolpaw | Nov 24 2012, 10:11 AM Post #4 |
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Bellafontana The mare looked at her surroundings. There were other horses, namely mares, around. Some where a ton prettier than herself, but Bella didn't really care. She didn't believe it was the looks that mattered, more the personality of a horse. The mare lowered her head to try some of the grass, that seemed graze-able. She grazed quietly, grinding down the the tasty grass. The mare lifted her head, as she heard a voice of another horse. She saw the jet black stallion edging nearer. She nodded slightly, in a silent reply to his question. She didn't feel uncomfortable at all, in fact she seemed relieved to no longer be alone in the area. Her ears pricked, as she saw another - much larger - stallion approach. She found it amusing as to how out-right the second, larger stallion had been. Not exactly as polite at the first, but definitely interesting. She dipped her head slightly to the second stallion. "Indeed, a lovely day." She replied. A gentle breezed brushed in between the three of them. "My name is Bellafontana... and yours?" She looked at the pale stallion, and then the black one, indicating the question is aimed at both. (OCC - I apologise for the short reply... I have no muse, Immy knows why ._.) Edited by Poolpaw, Nov 24 2012, 10:12 AM.
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| KyonKyon | Nov 24 2012, 02:36 PM Post #5 |
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The Crazy Mixed Up Odd Ball
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Arsenic Swallow And Die Was now in the company of a mare and stallion. No stallion like having a challenge around but he seemed hardly phased by the others arrival. Instead he'd flash a smile to the stallion. If anything just to ruffle him up a bit more then he already was. When the mare spoke his gaze would focus on her once more. Tail would flick, smacking at his hind quarters. Settling into the conversation would be easily enough. Bigger male or not. "Arsenic of Mercy's Fumarole", he'd glance back over at the other male before continuing onwards. "Now we all know what we're doing here, Miss Bella", and he'd nod his head for a brief moment. "However I'm not opposed to having a chat first", he wasn't exactly in a rush to get home to an empty land. So the stallion wouldn't mind trying to win her over through conversation. |
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| Poolpaw | Jan 30 2013, 11:56 AM Post #6 |
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Bella is going to QC |
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