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Measured paces brought the sunkissed beauty into the loam, eyes of ebon gazing over the barren, frozen landscape. Where she stepped, diamond chips flew from the ice and scattered about, leaving a sparkling trail behind the medusa. Her delicate auds caught no sound other than that of her own breathing and hoofs, and eyes trained to capture the slightest of movements saw none.

She reached the peak of the mountain, a small plateau that had once been grassy stretched for a short distance before her. Now, though, the brown and dead grass had been trapped perpetually beneath a layer of ice. Careful steps, carving dainty half-moons in the solid ground, took her to the edge of the 'teau. A sheer drop fell through the clouds below, and she grinned maniacally.l

A loud, shrill call was released from ashen lips, claiming this desolate peak as her own. None other had had the gall to survive where there was no life... but she, Cnidaria, would.

With smiles they look over their creation. Oh, they are very pleased with what they’ve made. Very pleased, indeed.
He might just be merely a colt but his presence, the way he carries himself, they way he presents himself would fool even the best of them. Oh, our boy is a pretty one, dashing. He tries his best to keep it that way. The ladies prefer a hygienic stud or so he’s come to find. Our Relic, he’s built sturdy and athletic. We made sure of that when we placed Friesian, Andalusian and Thoroughbred lines in him. We told you already that he’s an attractive brute but not only is he handsome, he’s built for a good battle should one come his way. Already been in a few, even at his young age. You just wait. You’ll see what precisely it is we mean when our boy crests the hill.

It was then that our Relic moved languidly, well as fluidly as was possible over the ragged ground. Our boy made it look incredibly easy as he crested they hill. His onyx stare swept vigilantly over the territory only to fall upon a crimson vix. Just a slowly as he entered the unmarked yet undoubted boundaries of this territory our boy sauntered over to the mare, allowing his body to brush briefly against hers before passing her. Our precious Relic dipped his head to snag a mouthful of browning grass then turned his body so that their shoulders were perpendicular. He stared at her for a minute while his finished his mouthful of grass. We always told him not to speak with his mouth full. Only then did he speak.

“Hello there, beautiful.”

Moderator Age : 16 Joined : 01 Apr 2008 Posts : 16

She heard the hoofbeats of another, younger than she, on the icy plain. Pools of darkness remained fixed on the misty abyss before her, nostrils flared to take in the stinging, cold air. Pinpricks of ice pierced her lungs, and she reveled in the pain until the warmth of another body melted into her. Released from her reverie, Cnidaria watched the insolent (though, she had to admit, dashing) young brute as he turned to her. Audits pricked to capture his speech, and a snort emitted from her nares. Puffs of steam released into the heavens, and then she spoke.

And who are you that deigns to intrude upon my lands, young buck? Not many come here, to the highest of altitudes, of their own accord.

Her nape extended across the margin between them, placing her muzzle squarely in his handsome face. Eyes of deepest chocolate gazed out from golden-encompassed sockets, looking nearly black behind the ivory of her forelock. She snorted once more, curious, as she awaited a retort.
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.........................................Phoenix Feathers//\\Cnidaria//\\*Sphinx*.........................................
...........................................Rebel Angel//\\She-Devil//\\*Goddess of Light*..............................

Oh look, our darling boy has found himself a pretty girl.

It was all our boy could do not to laugh as the mare brought her face incredibly close to the plane of his own. A little feisty this one, and it amused our dashing boy. Don’t think this one has ever heard of personal space but our colt doesn’t mind. Not in the slightest. Actually, in all honesty he wouldn’t mind it the golden vixen moved a little closer.

An insulted pout formed across his blackened muzzle. “First of all, I take offense to being referred to as a deer. I look nothing like a deer.” After he paused to eye the mare up and down, his pout transformed into a wicked grin and his voice lightened to a suave taunting. “And secondly, what makes you think this land is yours?” From all his limited experience he knew a stallion usually claimed a territory. Not a lowly mare.
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A Bloody Reflection in a Metallic Mirror --Blood Relic
The Devil Made Me An Offer I Couldn't Refuse --Inarra

Moderator Age : 16 Joined : 01 Apr 2008 Posts : 16

She laughed, a soft snort emitting from her nares and sending spirals of heated breath into the atmosphere. So he had a cocky attitude to match those dashing looks... Well, our dear Cnidaria had to admit, though she wrinkled her nose at his dismissal of these lands as hers (she could tell already it was because she was female), she quite enjoyed the little punk.

Well what am I to call you then? You are no more a colt, though even less a stallion, and I have no other thing to call you by.

She pulled her head back to study the young stud once more, deep chocolate pools trailing over the developing muscles.

Well what makes you think it is not mine? Do you see any other here? I think not. No other before has been brave nor strong enough to tackle this peak, and who am I to let any stallions get in my way some something I desire? No dignified female worth her tail's length should ever let a brute tell her what to do.

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.........................................Phoenix Feathers//\\Cnidaria//\\*Sphinx*.........................................
...........................................Rebel Angel//\\She-Devil//\\*Goddess of Light*..............................