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Date Posted: 22:54:18 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Tigress
Author Host/IP: 208.247.220.201
Subject: Rioto? -.
Timbre-hued one grabbed for no attention from probing orbs and minds, she actually stepped back in quietness. The mare breathed with small, whuffled breaths, flared nostrils quivering as she stood alert, with lowee lip drawn tight. She was looking for her stallion, Rioto, not for this gathering of brutes! Why did they swarm about, blocking her way to Sangre de Cristo? Mare sighed and with dance in her step, moved by her own business to the mountian, which failed to lend a shadow.
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-*-Excellent-*- -- Skajira, 07:52:51 05/22/02 Wed (217.35.0.82)
-*-Why lookee here, a lady fallen into a trap I never even set. Perfect.
Slinking up, the mahogany stallion stands unbreakably before her, amber orbs hotly seeking. Sharp whicker is uttered. Join me. Trace of a 'smile' appears in dangerous spheres as he approaches, nudging her slightly. Look what I have to offer you. Cranium is tossed, indicating the surreally lush landscape before and around him, and the ivory unicorn grazing peacefully a little ways off. The richest territory in all the land, queenly treatment... Powerful muscles ripple as he bucks, transforming midflight into his alternative shape- as a deadly panther. And complete protection.
Labra are pulled back into a cruel smile, multitudinous razor-like teeth exposed. I suggest you accept this offer, for it is far better than the alternative- death.-*-
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Back To Step One -- Deplion, 17:06:51 05/22/02 Wed (198.172.113.37)
..In Your Soul..
..Sleeps The Heart Of A Warrior..
Mountain lion highbred lands between the duo, eagle structured wings unfurling as a loud, threatening yowl is directed toward the black blood masculine, bight blue optics narrowed
..Stooping to threatening feminas? What sort of a male are you?..
A long foreleg is extended, sharp talons extracted and slashing through the air, contact with the masculine inevitable. Annexes fold in one, fluid motion against the male‘s body as structure springs forward, switchblades still exposed.
Force of the attack is meant to drive brute backward, as well as to cause discord, and unbalance. Stalk body blocks the path to the hellion Tigress, lobes pinned against skull.
..Grant the fatale passage, she already has a lord..
..I shall have to remedy that..
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amused -. -- Tigress, 17:26:03 05/22/02 Wed (205.188.197.39)
My my, did she feel valuable! Finally a steed that would fight for her, and look at what she gets -- a demon. How pretty. To the winged feline she looked with favor, though the panther's antics were amusing. "I am flattered, really, but I won't belong to a cat. I demand you back into your equine form. How am I to communicate with a predator?"
A bit nervous she was, though knowing this was a strange land, she couldn't deny her instinct telling her to run.. for either of the beasts could have her for dinner any second they chose. Quivering limbs didn't agree with her idea of staying. But she would not show fear.
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-*-Apology-*- -- Skajira, 11:50:44 05/25/02 Sat (217.35.0.82)
-*-Teasing yowl uttered to th'interfering fool, unfazed smirk 'pon his features. I am whate'er I want to be. Judge me as ye wilt.
Dancing lightly back, he receives a painful wound but forcibly ignores it, reverting to equine shape. Gaze turned to the belle he seeks, an apologetic nod is given with a glimmer in his eyes. T'was very rude of me, m'lady, to assume my fiercer form. My less pleasant instincts got th'better of me.
Before the other he stands unafraid. I give you one warning- return to your own affairs.-*-
OOC: Grah, sorry, that made no sense whatsoever. But it's better than nothing... Read the message called ATT: ALL if you want to know why he's acting so strangely; s'my fault entirely. -chuckles- Need... sleep....
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