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| Magnanimous | May 26 2015, 04:36 PM Post #1 | |||
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| devotchka | Jul 17 2015, 01:45 PM Post #2 | |||
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WELL SWEET MOTHER TERESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDES BENZ
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![]() Lines © skater4life509. WASP ' if i had a heart i could love you, if i had a voice i would sing ' ______________________________________________________________________________________ HE does not enjoy the homeless particularly. The grulla stallion is unsociable at best of times, so coming to a place entirely based on first impressions is not his idea of fun, particularly when there are other males to compete with. If Wasp could have this way, it would be a fight for the mare, for truly that was what is valued, in his eyes. Besides, it was by far his natural strength. Wasp is not a dim stallion, nor is he unattractive, he simply values these things less. THE Stockhorse stallion trudges through the barren homeless, his distaste for the cold expressed in a mere roll of his thick shoulders. Living in the mountains all his life has made Wasp blasé to low temperatures, although this doesn’t mean to say he enjoys them anymore than the next equine. He has been here a handful of times, and each time he never comes really with a particular purpose. Naturally the main goal is to succeed in finding a mare, though Wasp does not necessarily have a certain ‘type’ per say. He’d like to say he is purely interested in a mare’s mind, and although this is a crucial element of what he looks for, it certainly is not everything. HE proves his point when his tawny eyes gaze over the svelte form of a youngish looking mare, perhaps around the same age as he is. She is unusual in appearance, not unpleasant though, and Wasp is surprised to see that she is very alone – a rare sight in these parts. He does little more than snort to alert her of his presence, though travelling through an empty field would do the same thing, as he approaches her at a lazy jog. HE stops near her, his breath unfurling in wisps as he lounges with one hindleg tilted, his hoof finding no relief on the rock hard ground. ‘Did you scare the others away or something?’ He says, studying her now she is closer, before parting with his wolfish grin. theme |
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