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| Tweet Topic Started: May 8 2013, 08:57 PM (338 Views) | |||
| SUKi | May 8 2013, 08:57 PM Post #1 | ||
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![]() "Swallow the truth, let it destroy you" Kormada appeared to be in the middle of the season; autumn. A temperature much suited to Xira rather than the icy cold winds, especially whilst travelling around the unprotected lands of Kormada, it was such a fatuous decision the mare had made, but it was a decision that had ended her up in the common grounds. It’s rich tasting scent of mares in heat and stallions lurking in the shadows, something the appaloosa mare was familiar with. At a slow gaited walk, Xira entered the grounds, spying in front of her a few equine figures in the outer distance, too far to tell if they were mare or stallion yet Xira made no effort in their direction. Instead the mare veered off to the left of the grounds, facing a few rust-coloured trees bundled up together, to give off the impression of autumn woodland. There were bad vibes as she had walked in the direction of the rust-coloured trees, thinking it would not be wise to travel in there. Who knows what strange creature could be stalking what in there, Xira like always, wasn’t in the mood to be played a fool, the mare knew exactly what her intentions were coming here; to be claimed by a handsome stud. Xira had no one in mind really, she thought it would be a good decision to “go with the flow” see who comes about and who wins her over. Stopping just a short distance from the autumnal woodland, Xira hind pivoted to where her rump had once been, facing the outer edge of the common grounds. She chose a spot that would be obvious enough, not far from the entrance. A gloomy sensation loomed behind Xira but she didn’t take notice, whoever would idiotically approach her from behind should expect a frightening blow to the head. Even though the mare is somewhat a smaller comparison to the stallion, she’s been known to do just that; horrendously injure another. A few moments went by and no one had come by yet although she wasn’t expecting such a quick approach from anyone. During her travels, the mare developed an appetite. Looking over the grass that was soiled underneath her, it looked like a wholesome meal for herself. Her neck outstretching from her body and towards the thick strands of grass, nibbling off the blades and swallowing instantaneously. It felt nice sliding down her throat, a bit of food; the mare couldn’t stop herself from nibbling at the thickness of the grass. Silence grew around Xira as no one approached just yet. Edited by SUKi, May 8 2013, 08:58 PM.
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| `d e p p | May 12 2013, 07:34 PM Post #2 | ||
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I think everybody's nuts.
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link to beautiful lineart!:)
Edited by `d e p p, May 12 2013, 07:39 PM.
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| SUKi | May 13 2013, 11:09 PM Post #3 | ||
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The grass was meticulous for a power-hungry mare but Xira had only hoped that whoever had approached her would have more to offer than this parched grass and a land far more pleasing than here. Call her fastidious but she knew what she wanted and what was proficient for her and the lifestyle she anticipated to live. Her paranoia had managed to pacify for the time being, thoughts about the autumn woodland that was deposited from behind her no longer lingered in her frame of mind whilst the appaloosa grazed, losing all sense of the environment around her; a juvenile act on the mare’s part really. A recurring notion had always competed in the mare’s mind though; a herd life. All Xira’s life was lived beside her cold and mystifying mother, perpetually moving from place to place, they never really settled in a land for too long without getting detected. As anyone could imagine, this wasn’t an ideal life for such a young filly at the time, the only benefit from living this falsehood was gaining knowledge and learning how to survive in the backwoods. Xira could never really grasp why her mother never settled for a herd life, come to think of it, she never knew her father at all but her time to seek him out was long over. Xira by now assumed he was dead along with her mother. The appaloosa continued to graze whilst this notion of musing loitered in her mind; a feeling of irritation pecked at the mare. An uncertain amount of time had passed and embarrassingly enough Xira had unsuccessfully noticed the pale yet ample stud standing before her, she managed to catch a few words from him. Xira gawkily lifted her neck to meet his striking blue orbital eyes; almost instantaneously the stud introduced himself. The white speckled appaloosa mare swallowed the remaining strands of parched grass down her throat before she mastered a shadowy grin pressing on her pale and speckled lips. Xira’s covert personality was definetly inherited from her mother, who knows what from her father. The pale stallion was known as Cian and he seemed confident more than any stallion she had met in her later life, a plus on his side, Xira thought wistfully. She observed his features and lastly his facial features, also noting that he too, had almost the same grin pressed on his pale pink lips. Maybe they were a match or maybe they weren’t, but he seemed to be proving himself worthy. An almost comfortable muteness dawdled between the two for a moment or so before Xira decidedly chosen to speak in return to Cian’s rhetorical statement. “It grows on you once you’ve been here a while” which was true, the lifeless environment around the mare grew on her for the time being, she began to enjoy the silence around here but not so much the accommodations it offered which obviously wasn’t much. Xira paused, managing to break the eye contact between Cian and herself, briefly scanning over the land behind him to see if any newcomers decided to show up; there was no one. Her attention back onto Cian, “Xira if you’d be engrossed enough to know. You probably know this land well enough to swoon any mare, so tell me, what do you have to offer and why should I choose to live with you, Cian?” her tone was almost melodious to the ear but also strikingly down the line with him. Xira had been here long enough to quickly make her escape, with or without Cian. The speckled mare surprisingly held a strong focus on Cian, awaiting a direct answer. Edited by SUKi, May 13 2013, 11:13 PM.
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| `d e p p | May 14 2013, 10:18 PM Post #4 | ||
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I think everybody's nuts.
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link to beautiful lineart!:)
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| SUKi | May 16 2013, 06:00 AM Post #5 | ||
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Oddly enough to say, she felt his incisive eyes on her petite figure which didn’t utterly fluster the mare, more so Xira felt she had met Cian’s requirements, she had assumed he had some type of standards. A stallion that looked relatively compelling subsequent to his muscly dimensions, he’d have a standard picked out for each mare, if Xira played her cards right, maybe she’d be able to meet a few of his valued mares, wherever he owned a homeland. Since Cian assumed he had the liberty to condemn the speckled appaloosa, she returned his favour by doing so to him. Her chestnut orbits firstly focusing on his well toned shoulders, imagining they’d be some sort of assistance in a physical battle, presuming he had been in a couple. Her eyes quickly scanned over the rest of his creamy and toned frame and lastly fixated her chestnut eyes on his expressionless yet captivating smirk. It emerged from his eyes that Xira could see that he seemed, in a way, pleased to be leaving so soon, as was she. The common grounds wasn’t particularly comforting, more cumbersome and peculiar for Xira’s liking, yet somehow she has managed this long in the grounds, standing in front of an autumn coloured woodland, not knowing what ungodly creatures remain inside. Her speckled ears swivelled in the direction concerning Cian as he let a barking yet deep chuckle exhale from his lungs. The mare had begun to wonder what she had done that was so humorous to him, tilting her dipped head slightly to the left, her creamy and brown tassels flicked around her back hocks in a moment of anticipation. Cian firstly addressed Xira and to hear such…flattering words from another was out of the ordinary, but probably not for Cian, assuming he had used this line on many mares before. Nonetheless, she continued to listen on and hear the awaited answer from him, wondering what he could possibly say to persuade Xira. She watched him wisely with her darkened eyes once he had paused to gather himself up, instanteously Xira exhaled an airy sigh before he continued on with what he had to say. After a moment of speech from the stallion, silence hovered over the pair once again. She pursed her pale lips firmly and couldn’t help but feel defeated in a way. His words had convinced Xira that he was her suitor, slightly afterwards a grin pressed on the sides of her maw. “Well Cian, you have certainly outdone yourself.” Was her open line, a short mockingly open line. Xira paused again, this time narrowing her eyes deeper into his eyes, or hoping to anyway. “I think we should leave before it gets too dark around here.” She moved her intensive eyes away from him for a moment and began to leave off at a walk, gesturing Cian to follow the way, “come on” her tone was hurried, swiftly flicking her creamy odd coloured tassels to both sides of her rump, forming a grin. Xira had Cian wrapped around her, well so she thinks, and she turned her head in front of her again. Edited by SUKi, May 16 2013, 06:38 AM.
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| `d e p p | May 19 2013, 01:01 AM Post #6 | ||
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I think everybody's nuts.
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