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Date Posted: 16:54:43 01/01/02 Tue
Author: «Shadowfax»
Subject: «Shadow Dancer»(Unforgiven>>the story inside)
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame they fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulders, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? And what dread feet?
What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was the brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp?
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb, make thee?
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame they fearful symmetry?
It all began many years ago, in a lush jungle in which there was much to fear. Predators for one thing, poisonous plants, fatal diseases and animal bites…not to mention each other. You see, there was a lone band of horses living in the harsh enviroment. The steed's name was Raven, a strong stallion that could survive there. He had a herd of 4 with their foals. Then he added a mare dubbed Fatal to his herd. Then came time for her to bear a child. Her first-born was charred to the bone, nothing about her suggested any other color. She lived to the age of 2, her name was Tiger, for she was much like them. At the age of 4 her father was killed from a battle with several jaguar,resorting to hunting in teams from their lack of food. Tiger immediately took over, defying the other mares, including her mother. About 5 months later a disease swept through the forest, nearly all animal life was destroyed. Tiger was the only one who walked away alive. Eventually she found a stallion called 'Terror's Darkness', changing her name to 'Devil's Flaw' and living a good life with him. Then suddenly he was replaced by another and his lead mare treated her as an outcast, for she had been low-ranking before. Jealousy had overcome the lead whilst she was low-ranked, replaced with hate when she moved up. Devil's Flaw fled, not wanting to live in the others presence. Then she joined up with a stud bearing the name of SoulReaver, changing her name again, this time to Charizma. She was respected there and was throroughly enjoying it when SoulReaver moved, his mares following. Almost all changed names, SoulReaver to Devil's Advocate, herself to Shadowfax. That is where the story ends and reality begins, starting with the present.
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My pic>> -- «Shadowfax», 16:57:03 01/01/02 Tue
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....Deadly... -- Kiss of Death, 18:19:57 01/01/02 Tue
...Femina watches at a distance. One wrong move and matriarch would be notified..
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«Shadow Dancer» -- «Shadowfax», 21:43:02 01/01/02 Tue
«For a split moment fear grips her, but loosens its grip...she was probably only looking to see if he would harm her or not...but what if? No...Kiss of Death was her friend...she wouldn't tell...or would she?»
(OOC:Not saying you would, just leaving a little room for thought)
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.untold. -- Unforgiven, 17:02:49 01/01/02 Tue
.an interesting weave this one told. daring not to venture closer as she weaves the tale of the past. once complete, virile moves forward the slightest. nearing vixen slowly upon irons. a swift nod t'wards the surronding. then a seperate t'wards vixen. warily does he move closer.
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«Shadow Dancer» -- «Shadowfax», 17:18:20 01/01/02 Tue
«Though not shown in placid optics, exitement courses through crimson blood. Cobalt dame takes a step even closer, lessening and lessening the distance between them until there is no more than a foot of seperation. Snorting and blowing, snorting and blowing. Touches masculines muzzles with her own, bruja stands unmoving. Silken tresses waver slightly, as do emotions if only for half a second. Silent. Serene silence»
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.slight. -- Unforgiven, 17:29:16 01/01/02 Tue
.as velveteen is brushed lightly against that of the maiden's does dark blood of he surge in a rush. decreasing the distance between them with small half strides. awaiting her response.
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«Shadow Dancer» -- «Shadowfax», 21:38:32 01/01/02 Tue
«Soft collision of the bodies as dark mistress places dial on steed's sable neck, closing her eyes and leaving erect lobes to hear, stallion for protection. Now he was in control...wonders for a moment how both the stallions will react, but at the time she doesn't care. Just as long as this unforgiven brujo is near, that's all that matters...»
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+Scream+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 05:04:50 01/02/02 Wed
+Ebon' demoness moves through the darkness, seeing thee actions of two equines, a scream, nares flatter, lebrum tremble as she sends a piercing call into the midnight stillness of air, awakening all, was this true? Such low ranking MALE to recieve such treatment from Guard? Disgrace! how could this possibly happen? a spell? jinx? She barges into her blood allie, awake! what is wrong? she sends a piercing glare to he, burning optics only visable as a flicker of red light b'neath heavy, long forelock, she shall not let this happen, she trusted her allie, if it was not she, there would be more setious consiquences, for now, a warning, yet next time, more severe+
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.turn. -- Unforgiven, 06:57:25 01/02/02 Wed
.does he turn unheeded. with glance thrown towards Shadowfax does he silently back away. slight nod t'wards the highest ranked of the mares as banner cracks against haunches.
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Forgiven, yet not+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 07:38:21 01/02/02 Wed
+No way such thing shall happen again, yet she leaves him to be, forgiven, yet he left an impression, acceptance was not 'pon him by her, he shall need to work it back..........+
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I reply up at the top, k? -- «Shadowfax», 17:52:16 01/02/02 Wed
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