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Posted on April 14, 2014 at 05:57:47 PM by WOlfieG
Irritation and anger colored the steps in which my pretty little bone girl took. Raven tipped ears bury beneath the silky water logged tresses that drape heavily across the slim bridge of her nose and down the gentle slope of her neck. She did not like this at all. He had come, without a word of greeting, with nothing more than a mere mark of claim and a brash nudge in the right direction and yet instinct bid her to follow. So was the fate of the fairer sex. CUA however, would not let this fate wash upon her so easily. Even now a fire of indignation burned in those near black eyes. Paper-thin nostrils flared with displeasure and teeth clenched behind closed lips. He would have his day soon enough. Fire burned within her. An unquenching flame that she could neither explain nor describe. It coated her senses and sent shivers of anticipation coursing through every fiber of her being at the mere nearness of his massive body. He is not like any she has seen before. Like some great warrior of old legend he had come upon her, using the bulk of his body to guide her once more to the ocean’s edge and beyond. Despite her reluctance to once again brave the crashing waves and fight against the sea’s churning waters she finds herself without a choice. He is persistent in his charge and hounds her with nip and nudge until she is on due course. Unlike before, she is not heading into the oblivion with no due course or direction. This time, she sees her goal as clearly as a hawk might view a mouse from above. An island. It is not a distant swim, nothing compared to the venture she was just recovering from. It does however send her back into the waters and despite her fearlessness when faced with a challenge, she was not a fan of the water, least of all the ocean. Relief sweeps over her as once more lithe limbs find ground on the plush, malleable sands and without waiting for him to follow she is upon the shores, prancing through the shallows and pausing only when her black hooves fall just beyond the reach of the waves. Only then does she turn to him, her proud head lifted, fierce eyes unyielding even as the water droplets drip harmlessly onto the white sands below. ”Who do you think you are!?!” she hisses, long silken banner of ivory snapping audibly against sleek flanks. Ivory teeth flash him a reproachful grin, a single brow raising as though she were some great white queen demanding an answer from her disobedient servant, ”I don’t take kindly to strangers in case you were unsure. Do well to remember that.” she snaps with a haughty glare before turning her back to him as though she had nothing more to say on the matter. For now, her dark ooids rested upon the landscape that lay before her now, scrutinizing each contour of what she could see from the lowly position of the beach. This was to be her home? For the time being perhaps, or until the painted hessian realized what he got himself into when he lay his claim upon her. Regardless, this was her place and well, welcome the white queen. ** yeah she is full of herself XP Egyptian Arabian || female || 4 yrs || wanderer || follower of HOUND manip by Mirri || strings pulled by WolfieG Replies: There have been no replies.
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