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Jan 22, 2006 11:27:53 GMT -5
Post by ~*Rannoch*~ on Jan 22, 2006 11:27:53 GMT -5
Rannoch was running he didn't know from what but felt as if he had to it was a weird feeling inside like there was always some one watching him no matter where he was or what he was doing he felt as if he had to get aaway there was something in side of him that told him to run and never stop his hooves beat agianst the geo his tail flaring behind him nobaody could see the oak leaf he had mud smeard over it there was much confusen in the air Rannoch turned his head to see nobody following him he stoped he was panting he loooked around for water but nothing but grass surronded him
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Jan 23, 2006 21:34:46 GMT -5
Post by wahotts on Jan 23, 2006 21:34:46 GMT -5
A buckskin stallion cantered freely about the plain. He noticed another horse. His nostrils flared taking in the horse. HE snorted and stomped his foot aggresivly. Who are you? He flicked a fly from his back and whinnied as a miquito bit him. His head tossed up and down. His buckskin coat rippled in motion with his muscles. He snaked his head forward threateningly.
oc: hi Mal ^^
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Jan 23, 2006 21:52:17 GMT -5
Post by ~*Rannoch*~ on Jan 23, 2006 21:52:17 GMT -5
he looked up at the stallion his nostrails flared he stomped his hoove but not aggressivly like the other did the names Rannoch and who might you be he looked with bewilderment as why this horse would be so aggresive it only reminded him of his past
occ hi wahotts
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Jan 23, 2006 22:00:55 GMT -5
Post by wahotts on Jan 23, 2006 22:00:55 GMT -5
Sundancer. He said his name elegantly. He reared up playfully realizing Rannoch wouldn't hurt him. Let's race! He was thouroghbred / mustang. He took off at an amazing speed. His black tail and mane were flowing out behind him. He tossed his head in sheer enjoyment. The dirt flew out behind him also.
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Jan 23, 2006 22:07:04 GMT -5
Post by Valcon on Jan 23, 2006 22:07:04 GMT -5
((Just a note, Mali please put something like "" those marks or put your characters speech in bold to differenciate it from your characters actions it helps it make alot more sence.))
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Jan 23, 2006 22:19:20 GMT -5
Post by ~*Rannoch*~ on Jan 23, 2006 22:19:20 GMT -5
(sorry i was in a hurry my mom was calling me and got mad at me for some reason then relized it was my sister that she wasnt to yell at )
HE chuckled and reared up and he was off gaining spped fast he had large muscles that rippled as he ran his tail flared behind him soon the tip off his nose was at Sundancers haunchs his hooves beat the geo you could feel the ground as each hoove hit it he yet was gaining speed he had never ran that fast he jumped over a rock which put him a little forward his neck stretched out he looked at sn dancer as he chuckled again
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Briston
Alpha of the Enlightened
Its The Light That Guides You.
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Jan 28, 2006 1:49:49 GMT -5
Post by Briston on Jan 28, 2006 1:49:49 GMT -5
Briston was grazing in the meadow, minding his own buisness when suddenly the thunder of hoof beats echoed through thr gorund. Raising his head curiously he snorted lightly saw the pair galloping and threw himself up on his hind legs, rancing? Without him. The King of light threw himself forward onto the grass covered geo and broke into a gallop, his tenced pistons breaking free and he moved forward with the speed of his Arabian lines but the heavy steps and strength of his warmblood lines. Heavy hooves pounded the earth as he gained on the pair, his eyes shining brightly with the young and innocense of a foal. Leaping over the roc he gained on the pair slowly.
Coming up beside Sundancer he threw his head and whinned, "Hello there!" he called and pushed himself into his fastest of speeds. His legs and muscles begged him to stop but Briston ignored it, he hoped the pair wouldnt mind him joinng the race. After all he just wanted to play aswell. He couldnt be judged on that could he?
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