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Post by †. R E M E D Y on Mar 1, 2007 22:46:04 GMT -5
Titanium flints landed over the bladed vegetation with soft, dancing steps. Cranium was lowered along her firmly built chest, plush rubbing along the large muscles. Crest bent with amazing beautiful as the siren pushed off the geography with soft force, pushing her assembly acrossed the small open area. Rotating acoustics lifted forward along her beautiful dream box, staying in that position for a moments time before flicking back. Attention had been caught by a small forest creature jetting along the firm sediment, escaping the quick grasp of a swift woodland fox. Nasal passage expanded as a deep inhale of toxins entered her capacity. Barrel moved in and out with rhythm. Tempo then advanced into a quick trice beat of motion. Lappets parted from one another, allowing a soft bellow to expand and burst into the atoms. The sound hitting the far off mountains, coming back to her in a faint reflection. Front mass of muscled bundled, lifting the femme over a fallen timber log that crossed within the expansion of her pathway. Once all four ligaments returned to the compost, hind appendages lifted her flanks within the welkins, striking out at the oxygen showing blank spirit.
Silken threads dropped over her arched crest with a soft lifting from the waving breeze. The damsel looked as if God had put every little detail into her, making her bodic perfection. Dappled hide was slightly damp from the recent down fall of small liquid droplets. The over hang of the large storm clouds above shadowed the surface of the Earth, making shadows cast with ease. Tempo sudden slowed and a collection of stride was given. Think box moved over the thought of the territory being the perfect homeland. Dream box jerked to the left as the small carriage of oxygen was being given. Slices detected the scent of a brute, strong, and most likely the lead of the realm she wondered over at that very moment. Mere snort exited her chambers before she stepped forward, lowering her cranium to the sediment to snap at the small emerald blades. Acoustics gradually began to flop down forward over her crown, not giving the strength to keep them within placement. Cranium only lifted few minutes later to give a loud burst of vocal again, hoping to this time receive a reply.
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Post by x.lust on Mar 1, 2007 23:08:20 GMT -5
ooc; sorry about the muse thing guys xD
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Post by †. R E M E D Y on Mar 3, 2007 13:57:39 GMT -5
Anyone?!?
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Post by trista on Mar 4, 2007 15:58:30 GMT -5
 Encarta wound about his haunches. Intricate gaze followed over the very curves of the scenery. Ligaments remained implanted to the very source of turmoil that churned beneath his canvas. Titanium's molded firmly to the soil. Diagnostics rotated anonymously toward the very trinkets of snapping twigs and crumpling blades of jade. And yet as his spheres then diverted to the source below him his tongue was swiped out over his labrums, only lapping about three times as his lappets were dampened. Attic was anchored slowly toward the jades as his lappets then repealed as exposed enamels took a quick grasp upon a bundle and tongue maneuvered the blades about his chambers. A swallow was withheld. The very taste tumbling about over his buds was numbing but yet so replenished.
Brain pan was then jerked swiftly to the very echo of footfalls off in the distance. As soon as the piercing sound strove in more crisply he took action. Structure of his embodiment was erected as well his skeletal was shifted about. Joints cracking to the very minimal pressure of his weight span. A sort of bugle but yet squeal was renovated through the topography to the very lobes of his. This sent a spree of movement across his torso. Veins pulsing with the near rendition of spurting adrenaline. Ligaments could stand no longer. Accordingly swiping ahead into a leisured tempo of a duo beat. Titanium's striking the composition, amending it with the half-moon of his daggers. Narettes expanded to inhale more larger amounts of oxygen. Organs grasping for more.
The captor collaborated with vacant intentions. Bifocals rummaging over the topography as to confine the very outline that would be roaming the lands of his. And only to his desievement he would not find the equine. Another deep call was alerted upon his left. Charred locks were sent aloft over his facade and were drizzled over his acoustic. Twin pinnacles pivoted forth as he attentively listened for any further recordings. But nothing came. His movements still advancing. With a minor decision the sovereign adjusted and abdomen was curved slightly to the burnished grind of his haunches. Talons digging into the mire with his twisting move. Pinions again picking up a pace as he navigated upon where the call had been released. A few attending timbers came within his path. Embodiment wavering between the very timbers. The swarthy and blue tint of his hide was hidden in the shade of the branches. Only a few glints of light was found from the bulb that relied within the blue yonder.
Only when the stallion approached the very end of the frondescense. He remarked a draft of a snort, the outline of the dappled equine arose at the brink of his visage. Tower curving as he got a better look. Slacking generator of his motives was activated. Joints lapsing into a less momentum-made step. Bifocals remained plastered over the very figure. His chambers again played a low tune. At the last note his anatomy arose from the depths of the shadows in the glimmering light of the golden globe. His very exterior beamed he was King. A halt was made as he at last forgave a snort. Vibrations rationed the atmosphere, only to disperse in the next fading moment. Silence grasping hold. [/color][/size] |
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Post by †. R E M E D Y on Mar 6, 2007 16:47:29 GMT -5
Im coming sousl... Slowly.....
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