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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on Apr 28, 2007 22:46:23 GMT -5
Blades drumming on the earth that held him. Feathers wildly flying around his pillars. His whipcord streaming delicatley behind him, his banner dancing along his arched crest. His peaks forward listening to the sounds of his land. His muscular pistons slid underneat him. Sending him into a high rear, his kissers parting to let out a loud screech. Coming down with a thud, his orbs scanned the area. His kissers parted "My land." a faded smile fell upon his kissers. He threw his dial, his blades soon flung him forward, as he moved along his land.
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on Apr 30, 2007 17:04:23 GMT -5
 Do you believe in magic...A build tainted ashen and splashed crimson moved into the lands with a liquid grace. Tapestry flagged out behind me like a ribbon dancer's stream, my tendrils flowing to mee the upper limb join in my forelimbs. Serpentine arched, highlighting the arabic heritage deep within. My pools where sapphire, set in a dished, handcrafted facade, hollows dialated as they inhaled my new home. Accoustics were alert, flicking to each and every sound entering my range. Scythes picked their way over the topography, into the sight of another equine, standing upon his hinds. Slender limbs carried me forth, towards the sahib. 'Lo, I'm DreamWeaver, Neutral Lady. And you are? Sopranoes as sweet as the harp of an angel escaped from my plush, audits pricking forth, scanning over the ebony and ivory build placed ahead of me, awaiting a response. |
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on Apr 30, 2007 18:01:23 GMT -5
I soon stopped. My peaks picking up the sweet sound of the mare nearby. My orbs scanned over her minute(my-newt) bodice. My whipcord strung behing me as I 2-beated towards her.
" 'Ello Dreamweaver. I'd be the Neutral King, Elitation."
My deep vocals boomed. My feathers flew around my legs as I halted infront of her. I lowered my dial, and touched noses with her. I followed up by picking up dial again. My orbs watching her sweet bodice, as I awaited for her reply.
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on Apr 30, 2007 18:10:34 GMT -5
Dished tiara nodded in respect, nasal cavaties inhaling the sahib's aroma, marking it in the back of my mind, forever imprinted. Pleasure to meet you, Elitation. Sweet tennors greeted the response, tulips now alert once more. I wanted to learn my new lands, and my new companion. After all, there wasn't much of a choice, I couldn't waltz up to just any stag and say I wanted to be his anymore. I had to respect Elitation, my equal, and hopefully remain on good terms with him.
Dial held high and proud, as banner licked my hocks as the gust of wind broke across the atmosphere. Sapphire visions remained fixed on the masculine, never leaving his own, searching deep within. It's said you can tell ones thoughts through their eyes, but I really couldn't see anything other than the glossy surface and hues. |
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on Apr 30, 2007 18:15:24 GMT -5
A faint smile fell upon my velvets. I nodded my dial as she spoke, her soft tone soothing. I shook my crest, my ebon and ivory banner wildly dancing in the air.
"The pleasure is mine."
I stated after awhile. I drug my blade along the emerald sod. My orbs fixed onto hers. I shook my crest yet once again. My velvets parting,
"Shall we explore?"
I asked her. Curiosity, is what I had of our new lands. It wasn't just mine anymore. I had a Queen to help me lead this land, that will florish soon. My whipcord scratched the air as it swung side to side. Curiosity got the best of me and my blades started to pick their way down the small decline. My feathers clinging onto my pistons, my whipcord kissing my hocks, as my banner layed on my arched crest.
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on Apr 30, 2007 18:24:51 GMT -5
Skullery nodded in response, plush remained sealed. Sleek pillars carried my embodiment after the Lord, scythes eating up the sodden beneath my mass in the movement. My hide glimmered in the faintest of rays, a picture of perfection in my hides tainting, in the conformation and crafting of my build. Hollows inhaled the carbon, dialated with the effort. Coming alongside the baron, gait slowed to a trice-beat, banner and tendrils flagging out behind with grace, seeming to blend into the atmosphere where they ended, as if they never really did. Tiara was held high, build looking like that out of a painting.
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on May 1, 2007 16:03:02 GMT -5
My orbs glanced down upon Dream. I felt the sand under my blades, I pulled to a stop as the water came rushing ashore, brushing past my large blades. My nares allowed a snort to brush through.
"Where do you come from Dream."
My vocals boomed. My whipcord flung from side to side like a rope when a cat hits it. My banner blowing quiet nicely from the breeze off the bay. The water playing on the features of my dial.
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on May 1, 2007 17:43:22 GMT -5
His tones were registered in my mind, as I played them over, thinking of my past. My history wasn't that of which I intended to share, so many things had happened... It depends on how you look at it, Responding tones were given. I used to be a Light Lady, a Supreme Queen, and a normal fae in the dark, to a bella of the Thestral, though I resided mostly with the darks... Many things had happened inbetween these events, but if he'd wanted to know, he'd ask. So much has happened in a short amount of time, it's funny how life changes its ways, how your organ desires different things.
Weight shifted between my slender limbs, dished tiara held high and proud. Accoustics were pricked, though swiveled off to the faintest of sounds. My hollows were slightly dialated, breathing normal. Crystals sank into the sodden beneath my hide, chain dragging the wastelands and licking my hocks. Forelock tumbled down my central dial, covering one sapphire orb from view. |
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on May 1, 2007 18:42:41 GMT -5
My orbs glance down at her. I hold my visage high as I look out into the bay. My velvets part;
"Ah."
Is all I speak. For I know there must be more, but she may not want to spill it all. I mean for we just met. I shake my visage, my orbs glance over to her.
"Shall we head back now?"
I ask her. I swish my whipcord from side to side.
"By the way, you may call me Elite instead of Elitation."
I added. I spun on my haunches and started to 1-beat off. I soon felt the hardness of the sod beneath me, as I left the smooth sand.
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