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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 18:45:43 GMT -5
The ebony mare of the Arabian clan wandered around the ranch. She let out a whinny, smelling other horses. She danced upon her coal black flints, tossing her mane, and flicking her tail. She tossed 'er fine tiara, calling out again.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:03:24 GMT -5
Tracey stood, watching the bold mare walk. She could tell the vixen had great structure, she'd be a wonderful brood. The fae would definetly put out some great foals... Tracey unwrapped a length of rope from her waist, holding it loosely in her hands. She watched the mare to see if she had noticed her.
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:08:15 GMT -5
Sobekkare's ears swiveled around, and her nares widened, testing the air. She caught no scent or sound, so continued on without fear.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
Posts: 107
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:10:19 GMT -5
Tracey walked a full ten feet closer to the mare before stepping on dry grass, a soft crunching sound. She winced and stood still, glad to be downwind.
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:14:09 GMT -5
Sobekkare stopped, her muscles taught, ready to run. She rasied 'er tiara up to the sky, searching for a smell, 'er auds flicking around for a sound. Again, she found nothing, but stayed where she was.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
Posts: 107
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:17:36 GMT -5
Tracey slowly let her breath go as she inched toward the mare. She slowly and quietly began to swing the rope over her head. Her long ebon hair whipped slowly as she created air movement. Tracey let it fly, hoping to snag the femme's nape.
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:20:30 GMT -5
Sobekkare kept 'er tiara up high in the air, unknowingly taking 'er last breaths of free air. The rope snaked around, and down 'er nape, tightening before she knew what had happened. Sobekkare suddenly exploded into a crazed bucking fit, trying to find what was enclosed around 'er nape.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
Posts: 107
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:21:54 GMT -5
Tracey slackened the rope, letting the fae breath. She circled wide around her, coming into the equine's limited view.
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:24:31 GMT -5
((my mom named our vacume cleaner 'Bob' wtf?))
Sobekkare stopped 'er bucking fit when she caught sight of the young women, but still resisted the feel of the rope. She glared at her, pulling back against it.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
Posts: 107
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:26:25 GMT -5
((I named my muse...her name is Jodie but she's run away and given me her mute blobl, Dollie, instead....great )) Trace let go of most of the rope, having a tight hold on about a foot's length. She clicked her tounge and cooed at the mare.
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:30:58 GMT -5
((lol, and the mat in my dog's cage is named 'Tom', I'll brb, like 5 min))
Sobekkare's auds flicked forward to the girl's strange noises, still resiting the rope.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
Posts: 107
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:32:22 GMT -5
((Well Dollie is mute....and craps everywhere. Of course my religion teacher has a plant named ferdinand....))
Tracey continued her actions, swaying back and forth in the process.
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:41:23 GMT -5
((lol, I'm back))
Sobekkare breathed in and out, watching the woman warily, 'er auds slowly pricking forward and following her movement, her pools following her too.
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Hypnotik Mystiq
Young Horse
'Iucunde sapit! Minime implet!' *:.Fatal Kiss.:* again... Tastes great! Less filling!
Posts: 107
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Post by Hypnotik Mystiq on Aug 30, 2006 19:45:12 GMT -5
Tracey continued to rock back and forth, inching closer with each rocking step/
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Post by horseluva on Aug 30, 2006 19:46:53 GMT -5
Sobekkare stood stock still, hypnotised by the girl's back and forth movements. She snorted few times, 'er auds and orbs following the girl, not noticing her coming closer.
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