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Post by hope1997 on Aug 25, 2007 12:14:02 GMT -5
He pawed the ground.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 25, 2007 12:17:04 GMT -5
She had a memory of her old 'home'..
The water dripped from the cave wall in a stedy Drip drip drip that enver ceased. Flyleaf was in the corner , just a yearling , cowering.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 25, 2007 12:18:40 GMT -5
He thingyed his crown quizzically.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 25, 2007 12:21:09 GMT -5
Her eyes were clouded with the memory.
She kept in the corner , trying to hide from her ' master ' . She had been a slave. Born into it. Her brown eyes were down , scars lining her young flesh.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 25, 2007 12:21:40 GMT -5
He just watched her, a confused and concerned look in his orbs.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 25, 2007 12:23:46 GMT -5
In the real world she stood frozen, while really she was lsot in her own mind.
But he had found her , the piebald brute slinking up to her. Oh hello fillyHe spat.Rarely had anyone used her name , calling her filly all thetime.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 26, 2007 10:43:58 GMT -5
He still looked at her, concerned, "Flyleaf, are you okay?"
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 26, 2007 11:31:46 GMT -5
She didnt even ehar him speak to her , comsumed in her mind.
The young fillly backed up against the cave wall , shirving. The stallion harshly sunk his teeth into her neck and threw her from the corner , her chassi landing with a large thud on the hard ground. Flyleaf groaned slightly as she lifted herself up , eyes fearing what was coming. The stallion smirked and sunk his tomb stones into the flesh of her shoulder , drawing blood. Flyleaf wimped , but did nothing more as the stallion moved to her rump. He bit her pelt harshly , like telliung her not to mvoe and not to scream. Flyleaf was small for a yearling , aboutt the sie of a eight month old. So narturally when the stallion reared up , and clasped her flanks harshly with his diamonds , pulling her close , mounting her , her knees folded with the heavy load of weight , and Flyleaf fell to her knees , supporting the extra weight to the best of her ablity.Maybe if this had happened when she was older it wouldnt have hurt her so much , but as a filly this hurt her greatly. He was not at all gentle with the fragile filly , making a harsh entry. He was not quick about the forcing either.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 26, 2007 11:55:26 GMT -5
He knew everything she was thinking, and gasped horridly, "Oh, Flyleaf!
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 26, 2007 11:56:55 GMT -5
She snapped back to reality from one of the memories she hated and heard him. What?Nothings wrong.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 26, 2007 12:00:11 GMT -5
"I can tell what you're thinking." He whickered softly.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 26, 2007 12:01:26 GMT -5
She froze up again , and didnt say anything. Flyleaf hadnt always been a free mare , born into slavery , and stayed there until she was three.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 26, 2007 12:03:31 GMT -5
He looked at her quizzically, "What?"
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 26, 2007 12:04:28 GMT -5
She tried relaxing her muscles so she wasnt as frozen and shook her dial. Nothing.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 27, 2007 18:32:17 GMT -5
"Okay. I guess you shouldn't ttrust me anyway. I know, my father was...you know, but I'm not like him. Not at all." He whispered, so only she could hear.
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