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Post by disaster on Jul 12, 2005 23:43:09 GMT -5
she slowly trots in looking for the stallion she saw earlier
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Post by Memoirs on Jul 12, 2005 23:45:09 GMT -5
Demon entered, knowing that the dun he met earlier would. Halting in front of her, or to the side, he spoke. Now, tell me your name. Flexing his muscles beaneath his ebony pelt, he watched the demoness with interest.
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Post by disaster on Jul 12, 2005 23:47:53 GMT -5
she tightens her eyes and takes a step forward. a stallion like you, is so interested in my name. well if you must know, i am Pamela she glares at him,
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Post by Memoirs on Jul 12, 2005 23:58:01 GMT -5
He smirked once more. So, now you tell me your name. The breeze rustled up against his thick friesian hide. Will you be the one to join my herd? Or do I have to leave you to die? He smirked quietly, hearing hooves approach.
An incredibly large gypsy vanner appeared behind Demon. It had been a few months since they had seen each other. Pinning his auds, he snorted and turned his massive crown to look at Pamela.
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Post by disaster on Jul 13, 2005 0:05:25 GMT -5
her "auds"(as you call it) flipped both into different directions.and you can trust someone so easy? i shall be apart of the herd of yours, but watch out. you cannot know what to expect from a stranger like me she flicks her tail and moved a couple steps infront to view the other horseand you havnt seem to mention who you were
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Post by Memoirs on Jul 13, 2005 0:11:59 GMT -5
Listening to her words, he seemed to show much interest in her. Not showing any emotion, he flicked his tail. Oh, don't fret Pamela, you and I will get to know each other very well as time passes. His smirk deepened. Not even glancing at the gypsy vanner, he spoke for him. You need not but to ignore him. He will speak to you when he wants. Turning, he headed to where Verakia awaited him. Follow... He said shortly to Pamela.
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Post by disaster on Jul 13, 2005 0:16:17 GMT -5
she rolls her eyes and keeps up with them oh yeah well get to know each other really well, and then well be one big happy family!............not in this lifetime, there are thongs not ment to be known she thinks mockingly
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demon horse
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A tear locked within the neights of the blood red moon.
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Post by demon horse on Feb 4, 2006 18:54:45 GMT -5
ALL of a suden a dust cloud roled in & a black demondwolf appeared
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