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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.
Posted on November 10, 2019 at 02:38:15 AM by CAIN
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She seemed to be having just as much fun with this as he was. He could see that he got under her skin when he called her buttercup and satisfaction glowed in his eyes for a moment. As she lunged forward, he jerked back just out of reach and laughed, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "As much I'd love for you to bite my lip, darling, I might be using it later to bite back." He said with a teasing wink. She said she was no one's buttercup and he chuckled again. "Don't like that one? I have plenty more to choose from." She laughed at his own words and he could feel the intensity of her gaze as she ran them over him. He stood tall and proud. He knew he was covered in scars from head to tail with patches of hair missing in some places but he didn't care. They were what shaped him, after all. Them and the monsters who made them. She said that he didn't know her and he let out a sigh. "As you don't know me." See? We're even." As she stepped toward him, he waited to see what her next move would be. He didn't expect her to circle so close, almost as if to touch, but he kept a careful gaze on her anyway. She gave her name as Harlequin and told him the names of her parents. He smirked as he rolled his shoulders in a shrug. "Don't know them and don't care to. Not my business. Only you are. Guess you wanted to give your name after all, hm?" He raised a brow in daring. "Harlequin." He said it slowly, letting it roll off his tongue. As she suddenly lifted up, flailing her front hooves at him, he snorted and dropped his head before charging forward, right into her. He hoped to push her off balance, show her that he wouldn't be bullied. Even as her hooves threatened to make bruises to his back, he would only lift his head once he knew he was was clear of them before aiming nips at her sides or stomach, whatever he could reach from where he was. She wanted to play this game? Fine, but she was playing with the big boys, now. Cain_stallion_5yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert photo by happinesseater@deviantart |
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- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin November 10, 2019 at 02:58:31 AM
- bite me - By CAIN November 10, 2019 at 03:18:33 AM
- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin November 10, 2019 at 03:51:00 AM
- bite me - By CAIN November 10, 2019 at 04:12:56 AM
- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin November 10, 2019 at 03:51:00 AM
- bite me - By CAIN November 10, 2019 at 03:18:33 AM
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