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Post by catherine on Aug 17, 2006 23:07:17 GMT -5
 Be not fooled, as those that were fooled before.
Catherine's ebony eyes glazed over the landscape, the sun beating down, dry, and still.
The perfect place to live she thought silently as she waited for a stallion to take a look at her.
Catherine's eyes were filled with hate towards other horses. Her last herd treated her wrongly then threw her out with the garbage.
I'm a lady, or I was. I had never harmed a hair on anyone. I shouldn't have been treated that way and I'll never let it happen again.
She smirked at the thought of how she could kill the next horse who dared to step forth and challenge her. They would die a bloodly death and she would asure it. The black mare's tail swished back and forth as she got angrier and angrier that no stallions were around.
Once again waiting for my prince charming... she spatt at the clouds.
Her bitterness shone in her pitch colored mane as the sun did a number on her fur on her back. She had strong legs from months of wandering the lands alone wishing for death every second of the way. The details in her face were strong and she looked rather young for being 100-and-something years of age at lease in this life. Her mane and tail had many waves the made their way to the ends of her raven hair. She was black just like her heart and no one could change that... or could they?
The bloom of youth,
shone from her lovely face,
a rose against her skin
would not seem out of place,
this silent succubi
had men enrapt in dreams,
such sweet seducers
are never what they seem
the rage of unloved wives
would seal this beauty's fate
many years of fading looks
brought bitterness and hate,
a man of god must ensure
justice will be done
for satan dwells within
the black heart of this one
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Post by Horsegirl on Aug 18, 2006 13:28:50 GMT -5
A large black stallion moved swiftly threw the fields. He was looking for new members for his herd. He hadn't seen his mate in many days and was starting to worry. He thought he ought to preoccupy himself before he sent out a search party for her.
Satan cantered slowly threw the soft grass until he spotted a mare out ahead of the same coloring as he. His azure eyes stayed on her as he trotted up and gave a respectable bow. All mares needed to be shown respect, no matter who they were.
Hello m'lady. I am Satan, alpha stallion of the Black Rose herd. Are you new to these parts?
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Post by catherine on Aug 18, 2006 17:23:46 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300]I keep thinkin' bout that little sparkle in your eye...
Is it a light from the angels, or your devil deep inside?[/glow] "Why 'ello, kind sir." Catherine spatt trying to hide the fact that she wasn't really trying to be kind.
Catherine was aware alphas didn't want rude mares in their herds and those who did would simply break their spirits. Her tail swished and shone in the rays of burning hot sunlight that poured down on her. Catherine has forgotten about the heat of summer though because her long awaited 'prince charming' had shown up
'Bout time... she thought bitterly as she smirked at the Satan.
What a name you have there, sir. I'm Catherine and yes, I am new. Just taking a look around, maybe looking for a herd to join. Are you an outcast? she purred as she stepped closer to him.
Words cannot describe how bad she wanted to say 'an outcast like me' and then run right into a long talk about how she unfairly became one. She didn't like calling him sir at all. She had no reason to respect him but she loved the fact he bowed to her. It made her feel powerful, almost too much so. She didn't know if she should trust Satan as of yet, but she would have to wing it for now.
Temporary happiness is like waiting for the knife
Cause I'm always watchin' for someone to show their darker side
So maybe I'll sit back and just enjoy all this for now
Watch it all play out, see if you really stick around [glow=black,2,300]If everything is just a lie
I won't be leavin' here alive
I won't be leavin' here alive, no[/glow] |
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Post by Horsegirl on Aug 19, 2006 13:48:58 GMT -5
Satan watched the mare curiously. She seemed as if she wanted to be in a herd, yet at the same time she did not. He could not make scence of it.
No, I am not an outcast. I am the alpha stallion of my herd, which would love to have you in it, if you are in need of one.
He spoke calmly, recalling that he knew nothing of this new mare and she could not be trusted just yet. If Magic were here, she would probably know just what to do. She had that way with other horses, yet he himself was sometimes ignorant to the small signals.
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Post by catherine on Aug 19, 2006 23:08:05 GMT -5
"Oh I see, I shall give your herd a try then. Promise you won't try to tied me down?" said Catherine with her ears pinned back as she became very angry with a fly that was biting her.
She flicked her tail at the fly and hit Satan. Not meaning to she started to ask him to forgive her.
Ohmigosh, I'm so sorry. Even though she really wasn't.
She didn't know him, so she simply didn't care. She was now in his herd and she had to atleast act like she cared alittle. She turn her head to the side and waited for his answer. |
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Post by Horsegirl on Aug 20, 2006 18:02:00 GMT -5
Of coarse I won't tie you down. You may leave whenever you like if you want to, he said with a smile. When she hit him with her tail he just shrugged.
What kind of fighter would I be if I got mad over someone hitting me with their tail? he questioned her with a smile. He hated when horses got so worked up about nothing.
So, would you like to be a fighter, caretaker, or just a herd member? Satan asked. All the other positions were places where he would have to move the horse up to, so he would decide in time if she would do well in any of those positions.
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Post by catherine on Aug 20, 2006 19:30:09 GMT -5
"I may not look like much, but I'm a fighter, for sure." She said happily as she loved to fight.. now atleast.
She used to hate it, she used to respect others as she was told, she used to have a heart gold, but that was before she had her heart ripped out and stomped on. She seemed pleased that she could get away with giving her herd leader a good slap with her tail even if she didn't mean to do it.
"So where to now?" she tried to smile as if she cared. She was only joining a her so she could live comformablity again. Atleast for alittle bit.
Born of Hell and born of night
Anarchist and Antichrist
Lost in lust, you shall be dust
Now the burning Sun is falling
From the dark skies above
We have come devoid of love
A cornucopia of disease
We will bring you to your knees! |
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Post by Horsegirl on Aug 23, 2006 12:12:17 GMT -5
I could take you to the herd lands if you like, Satan said. He made a mental note that she would be a fighter. He would never doubt a mare's ability to fight. When they got angry, they could rip a stallion to shreads. Mares were strong willed, and he knew it.
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Post by catherine on Aug 31, 2006 19:37:17 GMT -5
((OOC - Sorry, my internet has been down for a few days. Sorry for the short post. : / Writer's block...))
"That would be lovely." Catherine purred.
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Post by Horsegirl on Sept 1, 2006 16:04:13 GMT -5
Satan nodded.
Just follow me, he said, then turned and started walking towards his lands.
((Ill go make a post at the Black Rose herd lands.))
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