Misty Rapids
This land is closed. No herds can live here.
Sunnyside pain in my arse
IP: 64.109.111.72
Posted on April 26, 2006 at 02:12:34 AM by W I N G E D
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Now Winged isn’t a very nice person, oh let’s say about eighty-five percent of the time. The rest of the time she can be rather accommodating. But today she was in one of those bitch moods because this stallion had decided she’d look good on his shelf. But of course she didn’t really know why she was in such an irritable mood. She didn’t really think much of the whole stallion shelf thing. She wasn’t into all those typical stereotypes. Let’s get back to her now.
She sulked as she now followed the stallion that had clamped his teeth on her dingy white pelt. It was obvious she didn’t think much of looks since she could have the possible looks of a beauty. But she was crazy and didn’t care how she appeared to everyone else. She looked up through her eyelashes at his hindquarters as she followed him the rest of the way into his land. She snorted and her hears fell back momentarily upon her head. Of course it was then that he turned and talked to her. She glared opening her mouth almost before he was done. ”I’ll tell you my name when I feel you deserve to know it. Until then you can call me mare since I am not a female fox.” She continued on by him then, stopping with her back to him as she looked over the land, almost thoughtfully, but her current mood was just too much to ignore. ”So how many other slaves do you own here?” Sure, he might go off on some torrent about how his mares aren’t slaves and blah blah blah but do you really think she will believe you? Nuh uh, buddy. You need to prove yourself.
I've upped my standards, now up yours.
WINGED
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