The Valley
Between the Meadow and the Field is the third of Beqanna’s Common Grounds. A rolling valley is bisected by a broad and shallow river. The grass is thick and lush, and this is a good place for a stallion to live with his family if he does not yet have a herd land.
all we need is some ice cream and a hug//Felice|Any
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Posted on February 11, 2009 at 07:33:38 PM by Marijuana
The ashened male observed the lands with an almost smug look to his whiskered maw. Indeed he had roamed the lands of Beqanna for generations. He had tainted just about all of lands at some point or another but not as an enemy. Mari. Our stunning playboy. He always had such a fondness for the ladies...but wait...speak of the devil...
Shortly now, there was a brillant gleam of red beneath a thick and robust mane of ebony leading to the finely chiselled features of an arabic female. My, she was fetching. The dark stag twitched slightly at the new coming spring insects. His feathered appendages itched slightly as they had molted and grown, green as ever. But back to what were we doing. The red mare.
Mari liked her movements. She may be 14, which he couldn't tell anyway, but she did not move as such. Shit, Mari, himself was old as hell but it didn't keep him down. Ha ha!
Dark orbs watched her move towards him. Each footfall with fore thought. Careful and collected till she was near him. Lobes swiveled in her direction as he smile softened a bit. He name was Felice.
"Afternoon, Felice. I'm Marijuana. How's life treating you, cupcake?"
Mari found out long ago some mares did not care for such tears as 'cupcake, sugar, cookie' you know, sweet things but it was just kis way and old habits die hard. Mari twitched his wings to shake the bugs again as he waited to hear from the pretty thing that stood before him.
Marijuana
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