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Post by aleu on Jan 13, 2006 22:48:02 GMT -5
His hooves drug into the ground as they lifted him and made him run. Long tail and mane trailed behind him as he moved swiftly. He came to a stop as his dark eyes scanned the Grasslands. A snort came from the nose of this animal which was clearly a horse
"No one around hmm?" he said this was a Kiger Mustang. His body was a yellow or sandy ish color with dark legs, and nose. He whinnied loudly rearing slamming his hooves onto the ground to see if anyone was arounnd. |
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 13, 2006 23:13:40 GMT -5
A pair icy blue eyes peered out of the bushes, instantly locking onto the grand mustang. No, this being wasn't hungry, but extremely bored and needed something to do. The white tail dotted with black spots flickered from left to right, a grin forming on the muzzle of the small creature to reveal pure white fangs. The feline, a small snow leapord, was crouched to the ground, muscles tense and ready to spring to life at any possible second.
Just as the mustang's hooves landed on the ground, the feline bolted from the bushes to travel to the right of the beast. Muscles rippled under the beautifully kept fur. Though it had seemed at first that she was hunting the mustang, the vibes being sent from the feline was purely playful. The snow leapord knew that the horse was a shifter as well and didn't have any intention of harming one of her own kind. Never--unless if it was for her life.
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Post by aleu on Jan 13, 2006 23:31:17 GMT -5
He looked around as his whinny echoed. A flash of white caught the shifters eyes. What was that? He cranned his head out and caught sight of it. A Snow Leopard. What was a Snow doing in the plains? Quite strange indeed, but also it could mean danger for him. He doesn't much like large cats being a horse and all.
He tossed his mane in the air and slowly walked toward the cat. Then it hit him. She was a shifter. Ah thats why she didn't attack him. Shifts normally were quite loyal to each others. No matter whatr spieces they were. |
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 13, 2006 23:51:35 GMT -5
The snow leapord stopped her little leaping and sat in front of the equine, semi-fluffy tail curled around her paws. Whiskers moved gently as the wind swept past in a quick breeze. She felt the wave of understanding as she sat there, a sense of trust from the large horse. Instantly she was her human form, arms crossed and a grin on her face. Since she had felt that little trust, she would introduce herself as herself first.
The woman wore a white shirt belly shirt with short black sleeves. Across the front read "Pet me. I bite," with a smiley face right under the saying. A few holes and ripped threads decorated her deep blue jeans that she wore and she had a pair of black and neon green shoes hidden underneath the hem of the bottom of her jeans. Her hair was a bright vibrant red, lighting up her icy blue eyes. "The name's Ginger. What about you?" she said.
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Post by aleu on Jan 13, 2006 23:59:30 GMT -5
He watched the Feline stalk out of the grass. His muscles tightend just in case she did attack. He watched her shifted to a human form who seemed to be a red head. Hmph most red heads he came across were quite hot-headed. Of course he was too.
He shook his mane before shifted to a human form. He wore a white and teal Japanese robe. His hair was black and long with it tied in a ponytail. His eyes looked around before landing back on the women who seemed to be around her age. "Kenyon" he simply said "My name is Kenyon" |
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 14, 2006 0:11:35 GMT -5
"Oh, don't worry. There's no one else with me if that's what you were looking at. I'm usually a loner. Preferably. I hate to get all emotional and have to go through drama and all that stuff. Especially in relationships and friendships," she said, her tone a bit on the flat side. Her expression changed from thoughtful to a bit on the happy side. "So, how long have you been here? I've been here for a bit. Rather disappointed 'cause I can't sing for my fans anymore. Are you happy here? I just wanna kill these people. I mean what right do they have to just snatch us up and bring us to some virtual prison? This is worse than being swarmed by fans!"
Yeah... she was rambling... but she had judged this person to be a nice shifter and she didn't have a reason not to talk about random things. Ginger crossed her arms, eyes on the ground. Her brows were furrowed and her temper was a bit on the high side, but Kenyon wasn't in the danger of being lashed out at. "I would love to sink my teeth into that man's neck, I swear..."
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Post by aleu on Jan 14, 2006 0:34:31 GMT -5
Her rambling didn't really bother him. He was used to it because Laksha would sometimes ramble on like that.
"I would love to to get rid of these humans. I haven't been here for long" he said. He would have loved to trample them with his large hooves. That would be fun, but yet he wasn't strong enough "I fought yet though, but I'm not too keen on staying here" he said it clearly that like the other he didn't like it (( Cruddy post )) |
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 14, 2006 19:19:57 GMT -5
"I knew something was up when they got their grubby hands on me. I was so close to shifting and tearing out their throats but I was with friends and everything and it would have given me a bad image...." she said, sitting down with crossed legs. She propped her left elbow on her leg, resting her chin in her hand. "I wonder how many others are here. I rarely see anyone at all...." Her icy blue eyes shifted around, hoping to see someone else come into view. What was the harm in having more company?
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Post by aleu on Jan 14, 2006 19:32:46 GMT -5
Wow. So Ginger had almost gotten her revenge on the humans. Hmm maybe he could give it a shot. After all most males here were forced to fight. "Maybe I'll try to get rid of those humans..." he said, but stopped and thought. She had sharp fangs and he didn't. Though he did had strong hooves. "I could trample them to death" he gave a small snicker. (( They just keep getting shorter o-o )) |
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 14, 2006 19:44:05 GMT -5
Ginger sighed and laid on her back, arms and legs stretched out in the long grass. It felt good to stretch every now and then. "Y'know... I hope I don't have to fight you... I volunteered myself for the fighting. If I could just prove myself and get even stronger, then I might be able to break outta here," she said quietly, staring at the blue sky. Abruptly her fingers curled into fists around the grass and she sat up, anger boiling. "Jarrn, you are in deep shit! The next chance I get, you are so dead, you rat bastard!!"
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Post by aleu on Jan 14, 2006 19:49:54 GMT -5
Kenyon was a bit confused. When he voice reached her ears he looked at her. She had volentreed herself for fighting. Oh great. He better not fight her or another big cat. Though he was a strong Mustang he still was a bit afraid of fighting them.
"I do hope so. I don't want to fight a big cat" he turned around as he sat down in the grass next to him. He stared up at the sky not knowing what to do at the moment. At least this Snow Leopard was nice and didn't attack him... |
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 14, 2006 20:02:59 GMT -5
Ginger abruptly stopped her tantrum, senses alert. Instantly she was in her leopard form, ears forward, almost quivering, and her tail in an angle. The tip almost touched the ground, but it curved up before it could. A low feline growl was suppressed as her lips curled. "I have to go.... I apologize for my rude leaving," she muttered before she took off, disappearing in the flash of light that the door showed before closing.
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Post by aleu on Jan 14, 2006 20:20:30 GMT -5
He watched her leave. Damn it. Just when it seemed like he had made a new friend they run off. Just Kenyon's luck. "Uh...ok bye" he stood up watching her leave. Letting out a sigh he shifted to his horse form. Nickering softly he trotted off to find someone else to talk to. |
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Post by aleu on Jan 14, 2006 20:39:48 GMT -5
(( Uh.....Kenyons kind of...gone...sorry ))
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