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 Re: Let us ride on this ♥
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-X- Oh so this is were it was to be that this demon of such temperment was ment to live? Rolling his golden orbs as she awaited th stallion to whom she was to be paired with. Shaking her biceps freeing the loss dirt and hair from her chamber. Glancing over the terrain as her orbs followed though the lands. A snort was given from her thin narces as she looked about the terrain again. This is were she was to rule with another? Well lets just hope that this stallion that she was to stand by was a looker. A snort excaped from her vocasl cords as her forlock masked her view.

-X- Taking in a deep breath the sent of other wrenches filled her thin lines. A brow was raised before it fell to rest upon her two tone dome. Auds lifted from there resting place as the flicked foward as to catch the slightest sounds that would be given. In the fant distance she could hear the sound of low talking. Lifting her right left piller it brushed agenst her chest. Wondering if she should be the one to go out and figure out who this or theses fellow equines were. Only the sent of one stud entered her narces. This shall be intresting the words twisted into her cranuim as a slight chuckle excaped her tightly clinched lips.

-X- [ Were the h-ell are you stallion?, I can smell you so clear. Don't play games when you are so near. Your wrenches stink up my breating air*cough*. They need to wash, do you not smell that stallion?. So nothing to say just silent as a bug? Wait bugs aren't that silent. Mute might you be?]

-X- Still nothing but the sound of her own breathering was in her harks. This was such a pitty you see. Time well wasted was not something that this mare would so often be found doing. No it was more of lets do it now and do it good. Twisted at times thought as deep as the blue sea. Life was just a test, you can't always win. Most would say this dove should be names Heartstopper from her colden yet shocking temperment. You can be the teller of you own story. This one is to far from done.

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