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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 2:16:47 GMT -5
HE IS THE FREAKIN KING ALOT MORE WORTHY THAN YOU!!!She screamed. And did this stupid brute not understand she had split personalities?When she had been Searen was when she had been with Crimson but now she was Lyra , hating her splits.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Jul 19, 2007 2:16:51 GMT -5
Now that was an insult.This would hit,it was surefire.as they were locked in rears he spun on rears,daggers squared off beneath him and brought down along his back,hopefully raking along the back and digging deep trenches.Even if he did dodge Polaroid would be able to grab his audit with his ivories in his current position,ripping it off.If it missed that was. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 2:24:55 GMT -5
The brute hit crimson in the side barely missing his ears. Crimsion bite at his auds as well hoping to tear one off.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Jul 19, 2007 2:26:20 GMT -5
By then Polaroid,in the true QH blood,had turned and wheeled,no longer in the striking range.Arabians held great stamina,and he would lead Crimson around until he tired,then move in for the last blow. |
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 2:26:38 GMT -5
Lyra was not going to stand there and watch. She reared up high and struck out at Crimson with sharp flints.Her eyes were red hued now.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 2:28:49 GMT -5
Crimson moved away from the mare and kept his eyes on the brute.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 2:29:35 GMT -5
Look , calm down the freakin testosterone. Get out of here.She hissed at Crimson.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Jul 19, 2007 2:31:41 GMT -5
On Lyra's words Polaroid halted,left and right feet,one rear and one hind were tilted,dial whipped wildly around,glowering at Crimson. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 2:33:03 GMT -5
Oh so your hissing at me now Searan he looked at her confused. Fine he spoke I'll leave.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 2:34:08 GMT -5
Yea , I am brute.Shesaid , eyes cold. My name is Lyra.She hissed. And good.Leave.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Jul 19, 2007 2:34:32 GMT -5
Clacking together tombs angrily at Crimson but not closing on his skin,he said coldly.
Get out! |
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 2:39:40 GMT -5
When he left the anger in her voids faded away to gentleness as she turned to Polariod. Polariod , I'm really sorry for this whole mess.But I swear , if I had known who I was I wouldn't have done it.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Jul 19, 2007 2:40:46 GMT -5
Crown was cast back over his shoulder blades,muscular and sleek as they were,and a sigh was heaved as he looked back to the fleeing form.
I know,lyra. |
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:07:30 GMT -5
Lyra was calmed , just at his lyrics in her auds. Arching crafter tiara high , coiling it like a spring , ready to snap like a mouse trap. The trap was set , some poor furry creature taking it's cheese at an expense of life . Her dial snapped out , softly , as her velvetine maw touched to his shoulder gently , giving him a soft bump on his grey hued chassi. Ebony maw was cresed into a small smile that did not allow her kissers to part.. Thank you.....She whispered softly , lyrics sweet as honey yet were not at all sweet but caring and loving , but I guess that did make them sweet in a way. Him not leaving was amazing to her. No one had really thought of her as worth enough to stay with her through a long , winding tunnel of a difficult time. Always , when she came out of that tunnel's darkness that blinded her she would look to her side and see that whoever had been with her was then gone.But now when she looked to her side she saw Polariod , still there after the jounry through that tunnel that she had lost all of her friends in , but one. Black voids were gateful that he was there still . Each time she cahnged personality so did her eyes color. When she was Lyra her eyes were deep , shadowy black.When she was Searen they were a striking green color. When she was Kayon they were a deep , forbiding blue hue that seemed to cast all away. Kayon was a sucidel mare who never had anything to live for.Lyra had almost died twice because of her. Once because the mare had tried to jump off a cliff and another time because she tried to drown herself. The ebony vixen spoke again. Shall we go home?She asked him in soft tones.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Jul 19, 2007 4:53:20 GMT -5
Voids were cast out over the plateau,Tokare Falls was visible from here.Tassels fell almost to the tips of his lappets,hiding all the emotion that was strapped back,tightened behind a steely wall.Polaroid had been through more than people thought,yet never would he let that be known.Shaking back theses thoughts and snapping from his stupor he didn't look away from the sunset,too deep in thought to distract his gaze.
Let's go home.
He said quietly,almost absent mindedly,distractedly lowering his lappets to ruffle her tapestries gently. |
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