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Post by onecutecowgirl on Nov 29, 2009 0:50:15 GMT -6
She trot in slowly, neck arched as she moved with pure grace over land, footfalls soft as they thud gently into the sand. Dust swirled with each hoof that moved as she made her way along, trotting slowly. Her mysterious orbs were hidden, along with the evil grin pursed on her lips. Excitement ran through her veins as she moved along. Perhaps today would be her day. Maybe today she would get the excitement she was waiting for. Perhaps her victim was waiting amongst the shadows for her. Oooh, what fun.
Her blue roan coat shone dully in the scattered rays of the moonlight. A cold, howling wind blew past, picking up her tassels and blowing them forward, causing her to look haunted. Dark orbs searched before her, and she sneered softly. Maybe today. The clouds covered the sky, and most of the time, she was hidden amongst the shadows. Rarely did she walk through the moon's rays, almost afraid to be found. But when was she ever afraid?
So she continued on, only stopping to arch her neck and rear gracefully, throwing her hooves through the air. She landed softly, and snorted, now putting her muzzle to the ground to nibble the short vegetation...
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Post by CowGirlAtHeart on Dec 2, 2009 19:43:15 GMT -6
Corrupted Vengeance
Vengeance trotted through the land. His neck was arched, his eyes roved the land. He wanted mares, what stallion didn't wish for that? He had a different purpose other then love though. He shrugged, but who could tell, maybe the right mare...
He snorted, was he really the type to love a mare? He didn't know, maybe, but he couldn't be sure. He would be able to tell if he met the right mare. Of course, he made the mare's think he loved them. His sparkling personality...when around mares, drove them nuts most of them time. Most mares couldn't see past his charming front, but there were a few.
He thought of those, and he was surprised to admit those were the mares he liked best, he respected them. His queen would have to be like him, and be able to see past that charming front of his. No other mare deserved the spot.
He shrugged, it wasn't like he had found a mare like that anyway. He yawned, bored, wishing for some excitement. Maybe a stallion he could fight, or a mare to terrorize, and then he saw her...
He stopped short, hidden in the short brush and the darkness of the night around him. He looked at her, his dark eyes looking at her in wonder. She was pretty alright, too pretty for her own good. He grinned, it was time...time to get himself a mare. He walked out of the brush, his dark chocolate brown body moving with startling grace for a stallion that was over 16 hands.
He walked softly, she was grazing, but he knew she heard him. He had a feeling about her, and he liked what he felt. the only part that could be seen was his bald blaze covering his face. His sharp gaze caught her ever movement, even though it was still night.
"Hello beautiful Vixen..." He spoke softly, his deep voice full of mixed emotions. Seduction was the first and foremost of them, his voice dripped with it. "I would be careful...there are stallion's that would harm mares that are as beautiful as yourself!" He spoke with an innocent voice, but his eyes glowed red for a second before turning dark again. |
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Post by onecutecowgirl on Dec 2, 2009 19:57:09 GMT -6
Her harks flickered forward as she heard something or someone approaching. Her dark, mocha orbs glared in the direction of the sound, and she snorted softly. Head raised into the night sky and she let out a high-pitched threatening whinny, then a low snarl towards the sound. All in all, she looked beautiful performing each little movement. And then, she caught sight of something. A handsome, beast-like brute that seemed quite full of himself. Perhaps he was dark as well? Ooh, what fun.
So, she acted as if she didn't notice him, and her neck arched, then lips slowly began to work their way over the grass on the ground. When he approached, her eyes were dull, and her expression was one of mystery. One that couldn't be figured out so easily. Harks twitched softly as he spoke, and her ears pinned flat against her head, while a devious smile came to her lips.
" Charmed I am, a fool I am not. Thank-you for the unneeded compliment, and I know my way around. Speak up brute! What be your own calling before I give away mine? "
She snapped softly at him, in a soft, charming, melodious voice that belonged to a goddess, but instead, came to be hers. Neck was arched, and her intimidating eyes stared into his own, her teeth bared slightly. He thought she was the same as any mare, but she was not. She was an actress, and she knew how to work her way around. Ha! Like she hadn't seen the mask he tried to hide behind. Typical weak stallion trait.
But of course, if he realized she could read him so easily and could prove himself to her and show her how he lived, then she would reconsider. I'm guessing someone forgot about first impressions.
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Post by CowGirlAtHeart on Dec 2, 2009 20:14:27 GMT -6
Corrupted Vengeance
Vengeance' eyes sparkled. Ahh, a challenge, certainly like no other mare he had ever seen. He smiled, a devilishly handsome smile, piercing a horse. His eyes showed his liking of the mare in front of him. So she could see past his charming front, this vixen had to be quite the mare then. Like Dynamite, she was. He liked her, for the first time, he genuinely liked a mare, and not because she was beautiful, or charming, but because he understood her evil traits.
He snorted, his eyes on her own, and this time, there was no mask. "Ahh, so I suppose we should both stop pretending shall we?" His voice had a sharp edge to it now. He was not hiding who he was, this mare would just have to deal with him...as himself.
He took a step toward her, his head held high. He was about a hand taller then she was. Her blue tinged coat was unique, as was she, that was for sure. He circled her, then stopped, his gaze roamed over her body, lovely, strong, she wasn't the kind to break.
"Corrupted Vengeance is the name M'lady. Now that I have given up my own name, it would be only proper that you give up your own!" He smiled once again, but it wasn't friendly, it was cold, showing how ruthless he could be. He was captured by her, and not because she was beautiful, although she was that. It was the fact that she could see through him. He respected her slightly, and that was something, to gain his respect. |
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Post by onecutecowgirl on Dec 7, 2009 21:48:19 GMT -6
Her eyes caught the sparkle in his. Her lips pursed into a dark smile, and she nod her head silently. The challenge was yet to come. Her harks listened carefully to him as her orbs examined every new look that came to his face. So he liked her? Well, she could say the same thing about him, but she wasn't one to be straight forward. A tricky mare yes, one full of games that covered her true self, and revealed all about her. Splendid, no?
She listened carefully to him, smile on her lips fading slowly as he spoke. So he figured her out just as she just had? Great, now they could get past all the fun stuff she had planned. Messing with his mind and tormenting him in anyway possible. Oh well, that just meant she was finally facing someone worthy of her, and that new how to create a real challenge.
Slowly, she began to circle, encasing him into the spot he stood, coming closer each circle. When she was just inches away, her muzzle raised, and nearly touched his. But she squealed and bolted to the side, beginning the process again, but her muzzle gently brushing on his side as she came by. After three circles, the process stopped, and she stood before him once more.
" I guess we could stop the hiding, no fun in it anymore... And yes, it is only proper if I shared my blessing, but who said I'm proper brute? Whose to say I won't make you work for it? "
The mare thought a moment, smirking softly as her orbs held his in a steady gaze. Perhaps she could allow one to know her name, just one. He seemed to connect with her, and they seemed to understand one another. A sigh came past her lips quickly, and she tossed her head, a gleam in her eyes.
" But if you must know, my name is Dancer. A dark mistress that is best to stay away from, but will trap you in her games and torment you. A pleasure to meet you Vengeance. Nice name, and I will not be playing my usual games today. No. You're much too smart, correct? No, today is different. Much different..."
Her melodious, goddess-like voice snapped softly at him and soon faded. Her orbs examined him, and lips were pursed into a calm smile. Deep brown eyes gleamed softly with excitement, and she could tell this war of theirs would be quite fun.
So let the games begin...
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Post by CowGirlAtHeart on Dec 8, 2009 2:26:45 GMT -6
[occ: I will warn you in advance that I have NOO muse! x[ ]
Corrupted Vengeance
Vengeance smiled at the mare in front of him. She was proving what he thought her to be...a challenge. When she started touching him with her nose, then squealing, he cocked his head, eyes looking at her in amusement.
"I would say, that I don't believe you are normal, but...is that a bad thing?" He grinned, then held his head high. His fiery eyes shown through, his evil nature as well. He arched his neck, his tail was held high, fluttering in the wind that was around them. He grinned, but not happily, his had an evil ting to it.
"Dancer..." He said to himself, quite the name, it fit. there was something very mysterious about the mare. She was not only physically beautiful, but she had a quality that he found attractive. Intelligence? Beauty? Danger? Wildness? Evilness? Yes, all of them combined but mostly this wild dangerous side that left him feeling fresh and new. He loved how she made him feel. She was the devil, and he loved it. He could see through her games, as she could see through his own. "the old saying goes, it takes one to know one!" He grinned, "And it applies here, were are both to smart to be duped by our false sides..."
He cocked his head, "But is that a bad thing?" He grinned, "Personally, I don't think it it! after all, mare's that get duped so easily are worthless in my eyes, nothing but waste!" His dark eyes were darker still. darkness flowed around him, it flowed from him.
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Post by onecutecowgirl on Dec 12, 2009 21:07:58 GMT -6
Her lips were now pursed into a careful but devious smile as she fixed her posture into a graceful position. Head high, banner raised slight to flow in the breeze. One hoof raised to paw the ground gently when she snorted. For an evil mare, she was quite the sight. harks twitched forward as he spoke, and she snickered softly, slowly beginning to circle him, four feet away now, and never growing any closer.
Her mocha orbs examined him carefully, never flinching at any movement he or she did. Nothing distracted her, except for his well-built form.
" Good, for I am anything but normal. Maybe normal for a dark mare, but not truly normal. "
Dancer knew he'd understand what she meant. Both were evil, she could tell by the fire in his eyes, the cruel edge to his voice. How she savored every moment that she heard it, felt or saw it. His voice, so powerful it sent shivers through her roaned pelt. But that only attracted her to him even more.
" 'Tis not a bad thing at all, it helps you find out who is the highest and lowest ranking within the food chain. Personally, I'm glad I've found an exact equal. But ones that are worthless, are the best to mess with, no? "
She stopped circling to look him in the eye, her evil grin placed carefully to match her expression.
" For if you had an evil queen like I, oh we'd be quite the pair, and the torture of the light mares would only be the beginning! We could fight wars with the light horses, trick some onto our side, make them betray one another! But that is, if you thought I was worthy. For you see, to many I'm worth it, but to me, they're worth nothing. But you my friend, you're worth going through it all, getting every wound and scar. I believe you're quite equal with me. "
Dancer finished with a soft cackle, standing in front of him once more, intimidating eyes gazing into his. What now...?
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