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Post by Shuka Dunn on Apr 21, 2007 16:07:46 GMT -5
Bronco walked alone waiting for some Indian to claim him. He didn't like humans, but needed a home. He nieghed and it echoed throughout the lands. What was he going to do?
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Post by TerraKat on Apr 22, 2007 4:38:33 GMT -5
Lion heard the neighing of a horse and hurried to where he heard the sound come from. Coming over a hill, he saw a paint stallion wandering around. It didn't look like a wild horse, and he wondered what it was doing out here. Whistling to the stallion, he threw an apple towards it, letting the ripe fruit hit the ground near the horse's nose.
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Post by Shuka Dunn on Apr 25, 2007 18:25:13 GMT -5
Bronco lifted his head to see a human. He squealed out a neigh and took the apple. Bronco Free looked at him and nickered not sure what to make of the human. He thrashed out is right hoof demanding a name.
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Post by moonlightsonata on Apr 26, 2007 16:59:30 GMT -5
I swear it's not m e. The golden vixen stood her distance from the pair, gloomy mood from her recent claim from the human. A long rope scar crossed her thin boa, displaying her distrust for the creature. This human, Lion of the Forest, may have claimed her as his own, but Whiplash would never be tame. If he even believed she would calm for him, he had another thing coming.
Optics watched the stag, her only reason for being with Lion was fear of Megedagik, and the rope loosely tied around her boa. Ivory tassels floated gently in the faint breeze, flame-licked canvas glinted in the sun's ray. Wonder struck her thoughts, why such a head-strong brute like this one would be looking for a human. He was either a woos, or looking for trouble in her mind.
Copper diamonds drifted down the slope, dainty but strong pillars moving rhythmical under her thin frame. Ivory flame whipcord was held high, imitating a graceful Arabian. If you didn't know better, she could've just as well been one. Cranium held high, kissers pointed parallel to hell's roof. Optics flicked from Lion to the stag, diamonds skidding to keep her delicate frame a distance from the human. "You first, it's only polite" Lyrics boasted from her vox, arrogent and impatiant. Anger rising ever sience her capture, and she wasn't one to keep it in.
Just someone I used to k n o w.
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Post by Shuka Dunn on Apr 26, 2007 17:12:52 GMT -5
He looked over to the mare he hadn't noticed till now. He snorted and lowered his head. When he lifted it again he answered. "For you miss my name be Bronco Free. But please call me Bronco. I'm only in need of a human for health reasons. If this human wishes to tame me for riding he has something else coming." He ended his comment with an agressive snort. He stared at the human. "Now. May I ask, what be your name and his." He lifted his head high and looked at her.
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Post by moonlightsonata on Apr 27, 2007 17:21:19 GMT -5
ooc|| Kat, it's ur turn(or should I go???)
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Post by Shuka Dunn on Apr 29, 2007 10:07:41 GMT -5
(ooc: just go in any order unless some one says diff)
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Post by TerraKat on Apr 29, 2007 18:58:38 GMT -5
OOC: Umm... you guys go. Lion doesn't do horse-talk. Actually, he's going to claim Black Kara. But he's still there, just going to another mare.
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Post by moonlightsonata on Apr 29, 2007 20:57:03 GMT -5
Optics rolled in their sockets, the white of her orbs showing. Whiplash wouldn't take such a poor excuse as his. Thorns flicked back to press her skull, weight shifting nervously. Ivory banner flicked side-to-side, smacking her fine hocks ever so lightly. The weight of the rope tied around her thin boa began to rub her skin raw, slight trickle of crimson dripping to it's end. Whiplash ignored the pain, keeping her senses closed on the human.
Sigh released her vox, cranium turning from the stag Bronco, to the human and back again. "Whiplash, and he is....Lion of the Forest as I hear." She stated, shaking her boa in anoyence. Her ivory tassels flipped, showering her boa...
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Post by Shuka Dunn on May 2, 2007 13:41:33 GMT -5
Bronco shifted as he saw the blood drip from the mares boa. "Do you need help removing that silly twine? Your bleeding." He looked back at the human and backed away from him. He looked back to the mare. His orbs shined in anger and hate of humans.
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Post by TerraKat on May 3, 2007 3:43:11 GMT -5
OOC: Isn't Bronco domestic? Lion let Kara slow down as they got to the other two horses. He dismounted and realised that the rope around Whiplash's neck was dripping blood. Stupid! I should have realised it was hurting her! He walked over to the mare slowly and cautiously, hoping she would realise he was trying to help.
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Post by riot on May 3, 2007 5:29:03 GMT -5
Kara snorted as soon as he got off her. She moved back a bit, she was still prancing when she was near the horse.
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Post by moonlightsonata on May 3, 2007 15:54:16 GMT -5
Thorns melted against her skull as the stag spoke, snorting violently. Flipping her golden boa, shower of ivory tassels and crimson splashed the terra. Pillar raised, stomping the terra independantly. Sight of the black mare, being riden by Lion from the corner of her orbs. "I don't need help from you" Lyrics sneered, frame jumping from the human as the harsh twine slipped off her boa.
Pillars raised skyward, threatning to smash Lion if he didn't back off. Diamonds landing back to the earth soundlessly before dashing her frame steps away from the human. Fangs barred at Lion, thorns still plastered to her skull, but she was glad to be rid of the rope all the same....
ooc|| hey don't forget me!!!
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Post by TerraKat on May 3, 2007 16:46:11 GMT -5
OOC: I haven't forgotten you! It's Shuka's turn
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Post by Shuka Dunn on May 3, 2007 17:51:03 GMT -5
ooc: yes but he isn't fond of being riden. I have a plan for him though.
Bronco flipped his ears at her rudeness and backed up when the human on horseback dhowed up. He screamed and pawed the ground ferosiously.
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