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Post by RevengeXShadow Wolf on Jul 15, 2005 20:55:33 GMT -5
Her optics searched around, smirk crossing her smokewashed mug, why was hse doing this? Rolling her optics, her hornes flickered forward, and her nares flared. Haunting locks threw about wildly upon her her chocolate nape, arching with arabain pride. Her sleek pillers, stood long, and stopped thrashing about proudly.
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Post by Memoirs on Jul 15, 2005 21:44:58 GMT -5
 Daggers carried his large frame over the land swiftly and silently. Mercyless orbs watched the mare as he stalked towards the demoness. Whipcord cracked like a whip that broke the silence and the black friesian brute emerged from the brush. Bloodstained daggers making no noise. No emotion showed on his smooth face as he stood in front of her. I am Demon. Now, tell me your name. He said coldly, he wouldn't be polite just cause she is like him. |
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