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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 03:18:33 AM by CAIN
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Oh, wait, was that a smile he saw trying to peek out? Maybe his eyes were just trying to play tricks on him or maybe she like a stallion who could hold his own. She snorted and pointed out his scars, saying he didn't know how to hold his tongue. He smirked and tossed his mane. "If only the humans could have understood the things I called them. Maybe they would have cut deeper." His own eyes darkened in promise at the thought of getting vengeance on those beasts who tortured him on a daily basis for four years. But he knew his best bet was escape, especially when they shot a gun at his head. He couldn't fight a bullet, but he could show them up by becoming something more out here in the wild. He could see he put a little fire back in her when he said that he didn't care about her lineage. Surely, she didn't want him to lie, right? He liked the fury in her eyes. It was quite attractive. She lifted her head even more and asked if all it took was a pretty face. He snorted and rolled his eyes. "If only this world were so simple. No, the pretty faces are overrated and they usually come attached to an empty head. I look a lot deeper than skin." He tilted his head, his gaze roaming over her freely as if to make his point. He didn't know what she expected when she reared up, but apparently it wasn't what she got. He heard her squeal ashe shoved into her, her hind legs slipping out from under her as she fell. He stepped back to let her get her bearings, his gaze softening when she wasn't looking as he looked her over to make sure she wasn't seriously injured. That wasn't his intention, after all. Apparently her sharp tongue was intact though, chastising him. He gave a smirk. "I've been called much worse than that." He took a step toward her, thought still giving her space. "Now that's out of the way, would you like me to escort you to the Desert or do we need to exchange more insults here?" He tilted his head, watching her, almost fascinated. 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 03:51:00 AM
- bite me - By CAIN November 10, 2019 at 04:12:56 AM
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