| Subject: *The tall, powerful unicorn stud trots smoothly up.* |
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Sunchaser
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Date Posted: 11:56:41 04/08/03 Tue
In reply to:
Snaer
's message, "She looks around boredly" on 01:45:55 04/08/03 Tue
*He is a unicorn, and one of exceptional build. His pelt is bright, glossy bronze and shines brighter then the sun itself. His mane and tail, of the same hammered-bronze hue, flow like silky rivers in the cool wind. He crests his neck slightly, and the skin ripples smoothly, showing off the thick bands of sinew. The toned muscles bulge in his strongly-built hindquarters and broad, gleaming chest. Each of his legs are tightly bound in iron-hard sinew, and each ends in a solid gold hoof, perfectly polished. The chisling of his head is breathtaking: the skin and hair are so exceptionally fine that a few veins and bones are visable under the skin. His eyes are full of emotions: love, passion, darkness, desire, loneliness, anger, grief, and loss are only a few. His soft, dark muzzle tapers slightly down to his delicately flared, velvety-looking nostrils. And from his slightly dished forehead springs a magnificent horn like no other--it is brilliantly glowing gold, brighter then the steed's namesake--the sun--and twisted like a seashell. At the base is a ruby, dark as blood, glimmering as though it was bathed in magic. It throws splintered crimson light on the emerald green grass. He seems to move in a pool of bronze starlight. The stud stands for a moment, letting the warm wind caress his sleek sides, and her gently rounded ones. Giving her a slightly cautious glance, his dark eyes sparkle in as much a smile as a unicorn can have.* Greetings, milady. I am the Sunchaser. *His voice is strong and deep, and full of emotion.*
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