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SilverStar
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Date Posted: Saturday, July 05, 09:33:51am
In reply to:
WL
's message, "~swifter than white lightning~" on Saturday, July 05, 08:55:16am
OOC: see the "Joining" thread...
or I could just post it again here: (BIC)
~Don't be a bad sport when I win!~ Her clear silvery voice rings competitively. She rears, midnight legs tearing at the air, rivulets swirling and flying wildly, whirling and cascading like the rapids of a running river. She tips tapered head toward the sky, dusky teacup muzzle pointing toward the sun, snowy stripe shining in her delicately chiseled silver face. She comes down, perfectly still for a fraction of a second. Then she cries, ~Go!~ and leaps forward, the wind whipping her raven mane and flowing out behind her in a torrent of inky strands, smoky legs moving swiftly and fluidly together in a symphony of swift power. She already travels faster than the wind, yet this is one of her slowest paces. Forgetting everything but the adrenaline rush of flying, she whirls away, a fierce wild exhilaration filling her perfect features, not caring about the race anymore.
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